Tuesday, April 30, 2019

The No Name Entry

I'm not sure how to put these thoughts all together in one neat package with an obvious theme that runs throughout the narrative but I'll write it out and you see what you think about how all the ideas relate to one another.  How's that for passing the writing buck?

First: This is the month for Mother's Day. I remember the very first time I bought a Mother's Day gift. Every Saturday my Dad gave my brother and me a quarter to spend any way we liked and because we loved the dime store called Sid's located next door to the super market where my parents did their weekly grocery shopping, Sid's is where we headed. We looked at lots of fabulous things that we just knew our mother would like and ended up getting the beautiful paper plates and cups that had pink flowers on them. We hid them under her bed. She didn't tell us that she could see them every time she went into her bedroom.  But she didn't let that spoil our nearly unbearable excitement when it came to presenting the gift. And, of course, she loved it.

Second:  I have what I'll call a keepsake book on my desk. It's one of those small albums full of so many blank pages that they could never be filled with diary or journal thoughts. So I keep stuff I like in it.  Examples:  a letter written from my grandmother to my parents dated Dec 30, 1966, several poems cut out of The New Yorker that are still just as good as the first time I read them, a photo of my mentor teacher Ernst Lau, lots of pictures of my grandgirls, the magic glasses I wore when I looked at the eclipse of the sun in 2017, and an account of our trip to New Orleans.  There's lots of other stuff too, but let's not get too boring. (But do men keep these sort of books? I don't think so.)

Third:  I remember parts of a lecture I gave to my Humanities class that had something to do with how certain things revolutionized cultures and societies.  I don't know why this has come to mind so much recently. Think about how certain tales of yore landed in our culture.  Beowulf  was most certainly a tale told around the campfires of old. Those tales preserved our culture and are still studied today as examples of historic literature that revolutionized how we write stories.  And the invention of glass made it easier for early warriors to see the approach of an enemy. Plus Shakespeare!  WOW!  What he did for our language is astounding!

So how do all those thoughts relate?  I'm not sure but I think it has something to do with memories.  Oh, come on, Terry. . .duh.