Sunday, November 19, 2017

Austin Belanger writes


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.
 Image result for woody chevy station wagon painting
 Grandpa's Woody -- Riki Colby

3 comments:

  1. 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.

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  2. The 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.

    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.

    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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  3. I really enjoyed reading the information that you posted! It was very interesting to learn about the iconic brands that made so many memories in my life! Thank you!

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