After my wifes suicide in 71, the two years after, I refer to as the dark period of my life. I pretty much just kept moving, hitchhiking from place to place. It was hard to stay put without the horror coming back into my daily life. The rigors of survival kept me focused on the day I was alive, not the night of horror. My mother was kind enough to remind me, whenever she had the opportunity, as she put, dont assume that people want to see you because its more likely they dont. So I didnt really drop in on many relatives during that time. One exception was one the brightest memories I have of those days. I was traveling with my buddy, Frenchy, we were trying to get back to Minnesota and found ourselves in the middle of Iowa with night approaching. We knew we wouldnt make it much further that night and I took a chance and looked up my Uncle in the phone book, I knew he wasnt too far from where we were. It really took a lot for me to make that call, I didnt want to hear from someone I had loved all my life tell me to go away and I had my mothers voice yapping in one ear while I made the call. To my utter surprise he was delighted to hear from me. He jumped in his car and came to pick us up and brought us back to his house, where my Aunt already had dinner waiting for us when we got there. It was the most delightful evening I spent in more days than I could count. After dinner, we played some pool and had a great time. They put us up for the night, fed us again at breakfast and my Uncle went out of his way to get us back to highway headed north so we could continue our journey. To this day, he still fondly remembers that night and it usually comes up when I have the joy of being in his company again. Ive never really been able to communicate how much that night meant to me. At a very dark period of my life, at a time when I thought I was alone in the world, at a time when I was certain I had no family, he taught me a valuable lesson. Those that love us dont stop loving us just because time and space separates us. I will never forget that family is family and no matter what, my love will always be there. Love ya Unky Dunky, youre the best ever.
Posted on: Thu, 30 Jan 2014 18:23:48 +0000
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