MURDER, POLITICS, AND THE END OF THE JAZZ AGE
by Michael Wolraich
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Driving up to Vermont, I thought of him
Mom had given me some momentos---
Masonic ring, leather wallet,
a stack of canceled hundred dollar checks
---some great contacts there, such as
McGovern, Happy Chandler and Kefauver.
I was in my mid thirties when a head hunter
on Park Ave asked me what my Dad "did".
Unprepared for this question pitched directly,
----"Retired" I lied.
What your Dad "did" has no bearing upon
an introduction of you to an investment bank,
nevertheless it was included:
"Mr. Mora's formative years were much influenced
by his Dad who was a ....diamond in the rough, just
had a sixth grade education, had a big heart, was born
on a dirt floor cabin in Harlan, Kentucky, the expectation
of being racist but donated land to a Black church, helped
the little guy, gave money to broke relatives, as well as
complete strangers....and never uttered a prejudice or
a religious slur...well, except for people who excused
bad behavior in a confessional, not including his
real estate developer friends.
Son, I don't understand why you threw away a
graduate business degree trying to find yourself.
I think you should have gone to law school. Maybe I
should have let you follow that girl on up to Wooster
College like you wanted. CHRIST, WATCH IT.
Folks in Vermont love to pass on blind curves.
Dad's warning came just in time.
Son, if you don't stop trying to write stuff in your head
you're going to get us both killed before we get home.
Comments
Wonderful, Oxy. Simply wonderful. My appreciation for my father has grown immensely over the 45 years since his passing. I cherish small memories and can still feel the warmth and the humor.
by MrSmith1 on Sat, 04/09/2016 - 10:27pm
Thanks, Mr. Smith. 45 years and it still seems like yesterday.
Some times I can't bear to think of old times, and then I have a dream, or hear a turn of speech and can't help but think back and laugh.
by Oxy Mora on Sat, 04/09/2016 - 11:45pm
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by MrSmith1 on Sat, 04/09/2016 - 10:29pm
Reminds me of the "Look out!"s in Sometimes a Great Notion. The past always sneaking up on ya.
by PeraclesPlease on Sun, 04/10/2016 - 6:12am
Thanks, Peracles Haven't read the book,but should have. I would have saved a lot of time not acting it out myself.
The "little voice" has saved my bacon a number of times and I shouldn't admit this but on a couple of occasions it was audible. "Look left!"
Or did you mean the Mellencamp album "Big Daddy". (My Dad could have stood in for Burl Ives)
by Oxy Mora on Sun, 04/10/2016 - 11:47am
As you go through life, make this your goal
Watch the donut, not the hole.
Yes, Burl Ives figures prominently. Read the book, not the movie - 1 of my 2-3 all-time faves.
by PeraclesPlease on Sun, 04/10/2016 - 11:49am
I missed this and it just struck me so.
I hereby render unto Oxy the Dayly Blog of the Week Award for this here Dagblog Site; given to all of Oxy from all of me. hahahahah
This is just beautious, as we used to say in middle school. hahahaha
Kind of hard to tell Dad to stuff it!
hahahaha
by Richard Day on Mon, 04/11/2016 - 11:14pm
Hey, Richard. Thanks, man, you are too kind.
The conversations we never had. I'm trying not to repeat that pattern.
by Oxy Mora on Tue, 04/12/2016 - 12:51am
That is why I watch my son with his daughters.
They aint afraid.
hahahahaha
They love Daddy.
These kids live in an entirely different universe.
And this universe is much satisfying?
ha
We survived.
These babies live in a happier world.
THANK THE GOOD LORD.
i must have done some things right!
His kids have no fear.
And his kids shall always be forever young.
by Richard Day on Tue, 04/12/2016 - 1:12am
Richard, your grand kids are lucky to have you in their life. And we are forever young---I stay away from mirrors. And, that facetime thing---evil invention.
I was thinking about those canceled check political donations my mother saved. I can't for the life of me understand his contribution to Happy Chandler in Kentucky----we lived in Ohio. And a hundred dollars back then was real money. I worked on a labor gang at a steel mill and saved about everything, $600, my spending money, travel for a year at college.
by Oxy Mora on Tue, 04/12/2016 - 11:31am