There is a tune is by Ruzsa Magdolna, but it could have been sung by Evelyn to her daughter, my sister, an angel who was taken from us at such a young age.
The song, a mixture of sadness and promise....
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Evelyn and Richard Blackburn
Evelyn Marie and her husband Richard, in happier times, obviously.
Richard, formerly known as George, intelligent, handsome, self-confident, he was going places, and he knew it.
He could take it and he could dish it out.
Evelyn was a young beauty, but she didn't think so, or modesty kept her from saying so.
She was intelligent too, but of a different kind than Richard.
Richard could see a blueprint and extrapolate a supersonic aircraft.
Evelyn saw poetry in everything.
She took to motherhood with a warmth and natural eagerness.
As a young child, when everything, including our father, seemed slightly unfamiliar and confusing,
the warmth and love of the perfect mother was waiting at home.
I remember her taking Patrick and I to school, and feeling sorry for the other kids, and wondering what it must be like to have a mother that wasn't beautiful, like ours.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
George Andrew Blackburn, Jr. with Evelyn Marie Blackburn
George still had the body of a middle-weight boxer, which he had been.
He was the Tri-State Golden Gloves Champion, according to Marie Blackburn, his first wife.
Evelyn Marie Blackburn had done some modeling, and probably would have done more, but she fell in love.
She disappeared from the life of her family in Texas.
She left a husband behind.
George left a wife and 5 children.
Was it biology that controlled them?
Was it Kismet?
They started off tragically.
George's wife, when I spoke to her, still loved her husband.
After 30 years she hadn't divorced him.
I never spoke to Evelyn's first husband, but from whart she told me, he was deeply, passionately in love with her.
They started off tragically, but the sparks were there, the love and passion and happiness were there too.
All life ends in death.
We all die.
It's just a question of when.
Liver for all!
Michael came home from Kindergarten, he was excited, "Mom, I learned the pledge of allegiance!"
"Let's hear it, " I respond.
He recited it and did quite well, until he got to this part, "One nation, under God, with liver, tea, and justice for all!"
"Let's hear it, " I respond.
He recited it and did quite well, until he got to this part, "One nation, under God, with liver, tea, and justice for all!"
By Evelyn Marie Blackburn
Liver for all!
Michael came home from Kindergarten, he was excited, "Mom, I learned the pledge of allegiance!"
"Let's hear it, " I respond.
He recited it and did quite well, until he got to this part, "One nation, under God, with liver, tea, and justice for all!"
By Evelyn Marie Blackburn
"Let's hear it, " I respond.
He recited it and did quite well, until he got to this part, "One nation, under God, with liver, tea, and justice for all!"
By Evelyn Marie Blackburn