Dad lying in his bed at the VA hospital, dying and daydreaming of exploded heads with brains like scrambled eggs. The young kamikaze pilot crashed onto his destroyer in the South Pacific. Dad was the first on the scene of the flaming wreckage. He led the fire brigade, a bronze star’s worth of bravery. His [...]
I had some interesting jobs between June of 1968 and June of 1969 as a nineteen year old. Many thanks to my father for a union card – Local 242 Laborers and Hodcarriers necessitated by construction labor on his bridge in Montana. 1. Placing (vibrating) concrete at the top of a 110’ high bridge pier [...]
The following is a letter to the author of a book on raising children in America, an acquaintance. I read this book in manuscript form and do not remember the author’s name. She’ll be glad I forgot. While your observations regarding the lack of acknowledgment and proper respect for particular mothers in specific circumstances throughout [...]