that moment spring vacation home from college drove to my local park filled with leafing trees looking for hope pulled over, stunned— my father’s Lincoln parked, alone lunchtime brown paper hiding the bottle tilting his head glugging the contents sliding down in the seat he mustn’t know I’m privy to his need to block, to soothe getting, for the first time no icon just a man, consoling his pain
A hard human moment, when we discover (ready or not) that those we love, trust, admire are just that...human. Which often translates: broken. I really feel for the human part of you who was "looking for hope..." in "That Moment..."
What a journey you’ve travelled! I marvel your recall. I have so many blanks.
Oh, I have lots of blanks. But certain memories are as vivid today as when they happened. This is one of them.
Oof! That must have been hard.
Very. Changed my world.
A hard human moment, when we discover (ready or not) that those we love, trust, admire are just that...human. Which often translates: broken. I really feel for the human part of you who was "looking for hope..." in "That Moment..."
Thank you, Daniel. It was a seminal moment, for sure. It remains so vivid within me.
Loss of innocence
When heroes get human-sized
Gained fuller picture