Month: May 2014

None Gave More (A Memorial Day poem)

Here’s to the boys Who died on unknown hills In unnamed battles Who rest in unmarked graves Whose near anonymous sacrifice Secured the safety And freedom Of untold millions To whom belongs The whispered but not unknown… And Eternal Glory Of the Widow’s mite.   Jesus sat down near the collection box in the Temple and watched as the crowds dropped in their money. Many rich people put in large amounts. Then a poor widow came and dropped in two small coins. Jesus called his disciples to him and said, “I tell you the truth, this poor widow has given more than...

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Memorial Day Memories: Me and Captain Hook

Circa 1972. He was an old man when I was a young boy. He was gaunt, grayed, and scraggly. His voice had that quality that reminded you of the sound your sneakers make when you shuffle your feet on a gravel road. Beneath a thinning mop of hair was a narrow face with hollow cheeks and keen eyes that were water bug-quick, darting this way and that. He had a long, easy gait and generally wore his white dress shirt with the neck button fastened and the tail tucked too tightly into his slacks. The thing I remember most, besides the...

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