December 7th
Everyday,
He went to
work,
I waved as
he drove away.
Until he was
out of sight.
A Chevy
Station Wagon,
"Wood-grained
side panels",
Five doors,
Two bench
seats,
And those
cool pop ups in the back.
We all
fought each other for the chance to sit in them.
It was the
coolest vehicle I had ever known.
Because it
was his.
Everday,
At six he'd
pull up and come through our front door,
Tired from
all of the day's abuse,
But never
speaking of it,
Secretly
worried about his job,
And we'd
tackle his legs at the front door.
The smell of
Pall Mall cigarettes,
And Aqua
Velva.
He always
hugged us back,
Smiled a
tired smile,
Told us he
loved us,
With a five
o'clock shadow scratching our little faces,
Then shooed
us into the kitchen.
He was never
too shy to show us that he loved Mom.
He kissed
her often,
She hugged
him in front of us.
I remember
their fights,
Because they
were so rare.
But even
when arguing,
They chose
their words wisely,
Never called
each other names,
At least,
Not in front of
this child.
I remember
if I heard them,
They would
argue in whispers,
Which is
comical to me now.
I remember
his brown slacks and tie,
His button
down shirt,
His blazer
jacket,
His black
hair flipped back,
In a 50's
greaser look.
Subdued
though,
So as to not
offend "the man",
And to keep
his professional image,
Forever
clean-shaven.
A high
school grad.
A Marine.
A Sailor.
Competing
with college kids who never served one day,
But always
held the upper hand.
He cracked
his knuckles,
Bit his
fingernails,
Shook his
sugar packet to get it all in the bottom.
He sipped
Shaefer beer from the can,
Taught me to
shave,
And told me
not to wish my life away.
A prophet,
and my idol.
As if he
knew
I'd grow up
soon enough.
But I wanted
to be him.
He played
golf with his buddies,
Filled the
cooler with Shasta sodas,
That we
drank until wired and sick,
And sent us
to look for four leafed clovers,
When
socializing with the big people,
At barbeques
in the backyard,
In the
spring time,
And in the
summer.
25 cents a
clover was the bounty,
And we
cheated all the way,
But he still
paid,
And laughed
knowingly at our ruse.
He told me
to use my wits and not my fists,
To talk and
not fight
As one who
had too many fights under his belt.
He listened
to classical music,
And I took
up violin in grade school and continued,
Until my
freshman year,
Because I
wanted to understand his music,
Because I
wanted to be him.
I remember
when they told me that he was gone,
I didn't
believe he'd never walk through the door again.
My sister
was silent for a long time,
My mother
would not leave the couch,
Numb.
Kicking
rocks and not getting it yet,
I wandered
my own driveway.
As if
trapped in a vivid dream.
A nightmare.
No one to
talk to.
I had large
shoes to fill,
I was told,
"You
are the man of the house."
A statement
no 8 year old should ever have to bear.
I remember
the rain when they buried him,
My father's
father in my embrace,
"It's
going to be OK, grandpa",
A little boy
trying to be the Man,
The knot my
throat is still there,
The tears
are still fresh,
They don't
leave me.
Time heals
nothing.
It just
dulls the pain,
To a
ceaseless ache.
41 years...
Woulda,
Coulda,
Shoulda...
But I would
not trade this hurt
To forget.
I would not
forget him,
For
anything.
I would not
wish for any better.
For to me,
there's no one else
That wore
those shoes, the way he did.
For life is
unfair,
So many have
said before.
But life is
what it is,
And death
the open door to the next.
I see him in
my dreams,
His example
guides my way.
I hope to
fill his shoes.
That he sees
me,
That he sees
himself within me.
Grandpa's Woody -- Riki Colby
Grandpa's Woody -- Riki Colby
A woodie is a car body style with rear bodywork constructed of wood framework with infill wood panels. A variant of body-on-frame construction, the woodie utility vehicle or station wagon originated from the early practice of manufacturing the passenger compartment portion of a vehicle in hardwood. Eventually, bodies constructed entirely in steel supplanted wood construction for reasons of strength, cost, safety, and durability, though manufacturers continued to continued to evoke wood construction with sheet-vinyl appliques of simulated wood grain, sometimes augmented with three-dimensional, simulated framework, and later by a simple series of indented grooves in the bodywork. Chevrolet abandoned wood construction in 1954 but introduced the Caprice Estate, a new station wagon model with simulated woodgrain exterior trim in 1966; it had an all-vinyl upholstered two-row bench seat interior with an optional third rear-facing seat for two. In 1899 the Black Butler Company introduced the Pall Mall brand as the first "premium" cigarette in order to cater to the British upper class, naming it after a street in Westminster in central London that connects St James's Street to Trafalgar Square. (The street was named after pall-mall, a precursor to croquet played there during the 17th century by the affluent circle connected to the court of Charles II; the name derived from the Italian “pallamaglio” [mallet ball].) When Butler & Butler was sols, the brand was acquired by American Tobacco (founded in 1890 by J. B. Duke) to test innovations in cigarette design, such as the introduction of “king-size” models in 1939, which it advertised by claiming it “travels the smoke further.” In 1960 it was the best-selling cigarette brand in the US, and it introduced “longs” in 1966. In 1969 American Tobacco restructured itself, forming a holding company called American Brands (later Fortune Brands), which operated American Tobacco as a subsidiary. American Brands itself acquired a variety of non-tobacco businesses during the 1970s and 1980s and sold its tobacco operations to Brown & Williamson in 1994. American Brands subsequently renamed itself Fortune Brands. The JB Williams Co. introduced Aqua Velva as a line of men’s grooming products, including its well-known aftershave, in 1917. The F. & M. Schaefer Brewing Co. introduced its eponymous beer in 1842. In the 1950s its ads asserted, “What do you hear in the best of circles? Schaefer, all around!” An illuminated Schaefer beer advertisement once appeared in the outfield of Ebbets Field in Brooklyn, New York: If a player reached first base on a hit, the letter "h" would light up, but if the official scorer ruled that a player reached first base due to an error, the "e" would light up. The New England Patriots’ home stadium in Foxboro, Massachusetts, was originally known as Schaefer Stadium, one of the first stadiums to sell naming rights. Schaeffer sold out to the Stroh Brewery Co. in 1981; today a reformulated Schaeffer brand is produced by the Pabst Brewing Co. for the niche market. The Shasta Mineral Springs Co. was founded at the base of Mt. Shasta in California in 1889, becoming the Shasta water co. in 1928. In 1931 it produced a ginger ale, its first soft drink, and mainly made mixers for alcoholic drinks until the 1950s., when it introduced new marketing strategies, including the packaging of soft drinks in cans, the introduction of low calorie soft drinks, and the distribution of cans and bottles directly to grocers through wholesale channels. In the 1960s the brand was sold to Consolidated Foods and eventually to the National Beverage Corporation.
ReplyDeleteThe four-leaf clover is a rare (1 out of 5,000) variation of the three-leaf trefoil, though it is uncertain whether the extra leaf is due to genetics or the environment. Traditionally it was believed that people who carried one could see fairies and recognize witches, as well as being protected against the “evil eye.” In 1620 John Melton wrote “That if any man walking in the fields, find any foure-leaved grasse, he shall in a small while after find some good thing.” However, the oldest reference to its bringing good luck appears to be a letter by 11-year-old Madge Child to “St. Nicholas: Scribner’s Illustrated Magazine for Girls and Boys” in 1877. In 1948 Art Mooney scored his first big hit with “I’m Looking for a Four Leaf Clover,” which charted at #1 on Billboard for 18 weeks, but in 1927 it had charted at #2 for Nick Lucas (the first jazz guitarist to record as a soloist), #3 for Ben Bernie and His orchestra, and #10 for jean Goldkette and His Orchestra. In 1948 it was also a #6 hit for both Russ Morgan and Alvino Rey, #10 for The Three Suns, #11 for the Uptown String band, and #14 for Arthur Godfrey. The song was written in by Mort Dixon and Harry Woods in 1927.
ReplyDeleteI'm looking over a four-leaf clover
I overlooked before
One leaf is sunshine, the second is rain
Third is the roses that grow in the lane.
No need explaining, the one remaining
Is somebody I adore
I'm looking over a four-leaf clover
I overlooked before.
I'm looking over a four-leaf clover
I overlooked before
One leaf is sunshine, the second is rain
Third is the roses that grow in the lane.
No need explaining, the one remaining
Is somebody I adore
I'm looking over a four-leaf clover
I overlooked before.
I'm looking over a four-leaf clover
I overlooked before
One leaf is sunshine, the second is rain
Third is the roses that grow in the lane.
No need explaining, the one remaining
Is somebody I adore
I'm looking over a four-leaf clover
I overlooked before
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