There's rosemary, that's for remembrance.
William Shakespeare: Hamlet, Prince of Denmark



Saturday, August 27, 2016

The Ceremony

Gil buried his dad yesterday. He made this collage and displayed it at the ceremony. Obviously he sent me a picture of it. Looking at this photo array brought back a lot of memories. I have had some strange feelings since Bob passed....I told Gil to tell his dad goodbye for me and that I tried to love him forever....twice...but just couldn't. I took some of these pictures, the earliest one is Bob sitting on stairs that went up to his mother's apartment. This was in 1968 when I first met him. There is a photo of an older man with a woman wearing dark glasses. That was Bob now with his Aunt Velia. Gil said there were about 50 people that showed up to the ceremony including Bob's 91 year old father......Grandpa Richard. He was a prisoner of war during WWII. He is a kind, gentle soul and has buried three of his four children. Much of the family asked about me...I remember all of them. Sad situation all around. Sad for Gil, Bob's father, just sad.

5 comments:

JACKIESUE said...

big tittied Texas hugs to you.

kenju said...

Sorry, Rosemary. I can imagine it is hard, even though you have not seen him in a while.

booda baby said...

I'm so glad you took this opportunity to ... honor - no, maybe to cradle - something between the two - this significant part of your life. Whether you felt like honoring him's a whole other thing, but it certainly helped shape you and you are some kind of magic creature, so ... I'm glad. (Even if I'm not supposed to be. I am.)

rosemary said...

I have had to really, really think about my feelings with all of this. While he was alive I had someone to blame; now I have to look at that place where the truth really is. No, I will not honor him, but I can't forget him either. I gave him almost 20 years of my young and middle life;1968 to 1985. He took more than he ever should have. I still have some "dealing with" shit. I have looked at that collage probably 20 times and one picture in particular continues to surprise me for some reason....the one where he is opening Christmas gifts...there are slippers there....he never wore slippers....he was either barefooted or wearing harness boots. I took the photo; I remember that day...just weird stuff like that. To me, he was so damned handsome....just everything about him at the beginning was like a charge of electricity. Then life happened.

Shammickite said...

Yes a very handsome man. I wonder if your son looks like him. So sorry for his loss.... now is the time to move on. Hard to do, but no use brooding about the past. You still have lots of life to live.