Yesterday Billy Bob and I took a trip to Lockhart Texas. I use goggle maps for all my driving needs. Unofficial plug/recommendation. Disclaimer: Use Google at your own risk! If you are routed to Timbuktu, that’s not on me. Lol!
I selected the route without the toll road but I was directed to Texas SH 130 anyway. As we drove along, the image of the cult classic: Alien popped into my head. I felt like we were in this bubble cut off from the rest of civilization. Morose feelings that if something happened, we’d be sH*t out of luck on this swatch of highway, concrete and no trees which appeared to cut through land where people used to be but no longer inhabited. Of course I have no idea if people were forced out by the highway being built. More than likely no one was there to begin with. Our car was the lone car on the road and that in and of itself was eerie. “Where have all the people gone?”
We arrived at our destination, Chisholm Trail Nursing and Rehab Center around 11 o’clock. My brother lives there. We met with him, my sister, another brother and my sweet niece. Our purpose: to look through what was left of daddy’s belongings one last time. February 25, 2017 will mark 10 years since his passing. I knew there was nothing I wanted (physical items). I want my daddy back but since I can’t have that, the memories will have to do.
I did end up with a few special mementos. A clock from my parent’s 5th anniversary. Two pearl tie tacks. Novena cards from his funeral. There were several in a box, enough for each of us to take a dozen. His baptismal certificate that he requested a copy of when he married my mom. His name is Aloysius is Czech, Louis in English. Maybe Pony & Wise could work Aloysius in as my grandson’s name in lieu of Ashley. :). Just kidding Wise if you read this. No pressure from me on the baby front.
I took pictures of pictures. Isn’t that grand? In today’s world, technology has made sharing easier. Anyone who wanted a copy could just snap a picture of what they wanted on their phone. I have pictures of two documents acknowledging his service in WWII. I have two pictures of the USS Copahee 1942-1946, the aircraft carrier he served on as head cook. I took a picture of his obituary. I am grateful to the siblings that wrote the obit for those words captured his spirit perfectly. Last night, I read and re-read those words while I cried until my eyes were red, puffy and swollen.
But I was HAPPY too. No explanation for that. Bittersweet as they say. I MISS YOU DADDY!! WE ALL DO! Such a big part of who I am today, I owe to YOU … to model what you taught us. I’d like to say I got your sense of humor though I know you didn’t throw around the f bombs as much as I do.
My two final snaps follow: Julida, a song page from your Czech choral days, the song we all know and love! And a picture of our bright shining faces. Whenever we asked what you wanted … as gifts … for any and all occasions, you always said good kids. So we gave and continue to give you that. Life is precious as we carry you in our hearts forever.
Keep on smiling!!! How Sweet It Is!!!! As always, more to come.