—Photo Courtesy of Public Domain
SHARED MEMORIES
mutual friends introduced me to my future wife,
Jo Lynn, and we just really connected from
mutual friends introduced me to my future wife,
Jo Lynn, and we just really connected from
then on…
both of our mothers were left-handed and abused
both of our mothers were left-handed and abused
for it, hers was the youngest of 10, mine the
youngest of 5, each had a bossy older sister
both of our fathers were born on the same day
both of our fathers were born on the same day
and month, different years
when we decided to get contact lenses, the
prescription was
exactly the same for each of us, which we were
told was
extremely rare
Jo Lynn’s cat Joshua bonded with me like family
right away,
and likewise with our newborn son.
I told Jo Lynn that a blue reflector tab in the middle
of the street signified there was a fire hydrant curb-
when we decided to get contact lenses, the
prescription was
exactly the same for each of us, which we were
told was
extremely rare
Jo Lynn’s cat Joshua bonded with me like family
right away,
and likewise with our newborn son.
I told Jo Lynn that a blue reflector tab in the middle
of the street signified there was a fire hydrant curb-
side, and she was forever grateful that I just told
her straight, no
tomfoolery added
we were at the butcher counter at a local market
and witnessed a trainee repeatedly put more and
tomfoolery added
we were at the butcher counter at a local market
and witnessed a trainee repeatedly put more and
less ground round on the scale to try to measure
a perfect pound; then
we ordered 2 pounds of ground round and a more
experienced worker just put both hands around a
lump of ground round,
placed it on the scale, and it measured 2 pounds
exactly
there was a nice lady “Flora” living in the house
next to our upstairs apartment who we would
we ordered 2 pounds of ground round and a more
experienced worker just put both hands around a
lump of ground round,
placed it on the scale, and it measured 2 pounds
exactly
there was a nice lady “Flora” living in the house
next to our upstairs apartment who we would
often see out in her front yard tending to some
of the flowers, strongly
insinuating that
she had done intensive work on the yard herself;
one morning
I was arriving home after an early AM job collating
newspaper parts, and observed a whole crew of
guys tending Flora’s yard, including the flowers;
when I shared this with Jo Lynn, it was
as if a ton of pressure was suddenly released from
her shoulders
One cloudy day we had just finished a visit to our
medical offices and it looked like there was a fair
insinuating that
she had done intensive work on the yard herself;
one morning
I was arriving home after an early AM job collating
newspaper parts, and observed a whole crew of
guys tending Flora’s yard, including the flowers;
when I shared this with Jo Lynn, it was
as if a ton of pressure was suddenly released from
her shoulders
One cloudy day we had just finished a visit to our
medical offices and it looked like there was a fair
chance the clouds could break and allow
some sunlight to prevail,
but as soon as we got seated in our car, we were
but as soon as we got seated in our car, we were
faced with the strongest hail storm we had ever felt
all along the 6-mile route home; wipers on,
defrost on, heat on, we went with the slow flow
of traffic, marveling at the view of expansive
defrost on, heat on, we went with the slow flow
of traffic, marveling at the view of expansive
parking lots blanketed with hail, till we could finally
arrive home and park inside the garage
I had never bought rib eye steak before, but on one
grocery shopping trip I saw some that looked very
appealing and brought it home; aiming for
I had never bought rib eye steak before, but on one
grocery shopping trip I saw some that looked very
appealing and brought it home; aiming for
a medium-rare outcome,
I grilled it on the backyard BBQ, setting the
I grilled it on the backyard BBQ, setting the
burners on low,
and allowing an ample cooking time; it was a big hit
with me and Jo Lynn, and
even our somewhat toothless Chihuahua Chica just
couldn’t get enough of this tender, tasty treat.
___________________
Today’s LittleNip:
I believe the world is one big family, and we need to help each other.
—Jet Li
___________________
—Medusa, with thanks to Caschwa (Carl Schwartz) for today’s poem giving thanks for memories shared with his late wife, Jo Lynn, and their little Chica, also passed. Shared memories are real treasures, yes?
and allowing an ample cooking time; it was a big hit
with me and Jo Lynn, and
even our somewhat toothless Chihuahua Chica just
couldn’t get enough of this tender, tasty treat.
___________________
Today’s LittleNip:
I believe the world is one big family, and we need to help each other.
—Jet Li
___________________
—Medusa, with thanks to Caschwa (Carl Schwartz) for today’s poem giving thanks for memories shared with his late wife, Jo Lynn, and their little Chica, also passed. Shared memories are real treasures, yes?
Amd wishing all of you a peaceful thanksgiving!
Chica
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Just remember:
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Northern California and otherwheres,
click on
UPCOMING NORCAL EVENTS
(http://medusaskitchen.blogspot.com/p/wtf.html)
in the links at the top of this page—
and keep an eye on this link and on
the daily Kitchen for happenings
that might pop up
—or get changed!—
during the week.
Photos in this column can be enlarged by
clicking on them once, then clicking on the x
in the top right corner to come back to Medusa.
Find previous four-or-so posts by scrolling down
under today; or there's an "Older Posts" button
at the bottom of this column; or find previous poets
by typing the name of the poet or poem
into the little beige box at the top
left-hand side of today’s post; or go to
Medusa’s Rapsheet at the bottom of
the blue column at the right
to find the date you want.
Would you like to be a SnakePal?
Guidelines are at the top of this page
at the Placating the Gorgon link;
send poetry and/or photos and artwork
to kathykieth@hotmail.com. We post
work from all over the world—including
that which was previously published—
and collaborations are welcome.
Just remember:
the snakes of Medusa are always hungry—
for poetry, of course!
who is trying to crash the BBQ~
