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Reflections

June 2017
Bardy
Laverne's View

Incident on Interstate 40 – Compassion or the Law?

The moment the words escaped from my throat I froze and waited for him to whip out handcuffs. His eyes narrowed, and never left mine for a torturous 10 or more seconds. Suddenly, without saying a word, he pivoted and walked to his car, where he stood rooted in place…his back to me.

Beeson
Sam's Side

Death of a Fisherman

I start swinging my hook like a wrecking ball as my father digs through his tackle box. He turns at precisely the wrong moment, and my hook catches him in the eyelid.

Elenz

My Dad Was a Hero

Dad wanted to play sports in school but couldn’t because he was needed to work. He left high school before graduating to join the U.S. Army at age 17. The Army was a good fit for him and provided the first new suit of clothing and shoes he had ever worn in his life.

Gendusa
Just Sayin’

The Cure for Grumpy Old Folks

Now that I am in official senior territory along with a bunch of other baby boomers, we have to keep on laughing. We have to think of ourselves as young, vital, important, and really cackle out loud.

Johnson

My Aunt Nellie

I can’t recall one of my birthdays that Aunt Nellie didn’t swoop in sometime during the day with an impossibly magnificent cake at which everyone would “ooh and aaah” — both when presented in all its beauty and later when the tribe fell on the offering like a bunch of starving seagulls.

Laundrie
Slice of Life

The Peignoir Set

Why do I feel this way? Is it because this ensemble is everything I’ll never be: vivacious and exotic, young and impulsive, suggestive and flirtatious, a combination of Madonna and Angelina Jolie?

Levine
Levine's Levity

Eulogy High

Dad was a larger-than-life figure that I idolized. But I tended to shrink from life. As a kid I imagined he would have made a better father for my more athletic, outgoing friends. He didn’t have much patience, and I was a quirky kid, who required patience.

O'Connor

A Lifetime Complete

Death is a taboo subject in our Western society. A typical lifetime begins with the joy of childhood then the zest of youth, love, adventure and then hopefully happiness and success. Even as we age, we never want it to end.

Reid

Don’t Cry, Son. You Went Down Swinging

Because of his third-shift job at a textile mill, Dad couldn’t make it to most of my varsity basketball games. But the first thing he did when he got home in the morning was check the sports page to see how many points I scored. If I wasn’t in double figures he wasn’t happy.

May 2017
Ambord

Little Becomes Much

That’s what men of his generation did. When there was a job to do, they did it their best, even if it meant driving a tank like a tractor through heavy enemy fire. Like so many of his fellow soldiers, he risked his life for his country, multiple times, because the job was there and someone had to do it.

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