The Phone Call Tomorrow it will have been exactly one year since Laino passed on. She and I always used to make a trip across town twice a month to the Native American smoke shop to buy cigarettes. It was always an errand we made together and we always had a lot of fun on the ride. Over the years I came to enjoy it very much as it was time we could spend together, make a lot of jokes about all kinds of ridiculous stuff and generally have a very good time. Now that Laino is gone, I still make trip twice a month and I always think of her on the way remembering all the good times passed that we had together. My memories of our smokes shop trips are so vivid it always seems like shes still there in the car beside me talking to me eyes sparkling with a happy smile. Yesterday, I ran the errand thinking of Laino all the while. When I got home, I walked into the house and put the bag of cigarettes on the kitchen table. I fished my phone out of my pocket, still thinking of Laino and the errand Id just got back from. I looked down at the phone suddenly amazed because apparently the coins in my pocket had pushed the phone touchscreen in such a way that Lainos name and phone number were up on the display as though she had just made a call to me from the Summerlands to say with a smile “Hi baby! Here I am! :),” I sat at down at the table, still looking at the phone screen and thought of some lyrics from that song from the seventies by Kansas, Miracles out of Nowhere, ---“Its so simple right before your eyes If youll look through this disguise Its always here, its always there Its just love and miracles out of nowhere.” Dewey Dirks
Posted on: Tue, 30 Dec 2014 00:16:53 +0000
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