GONE

GONE

The times are gone when the car would break down and father and son would push it home if they could not repair it on the road.

 Electricity was a miracle. Even that was minimal. The family displayed the stars and stripes every holiday.

Father wore hats, feared nature but felt he had a fair deal in terms of the world. Mother prayed to a crucifix on the bureau. She prayed for everyone she knew.

 The picture of the pope was hung above the picture of the president. On another wall was a crucifix, in whose hollow body was stored, the things the priest would use to bless the soul’s departure.

No one in that house died alone.

 

Copyright 1992, held by author.