Showing posts with label dad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dad. Show all posts
Sunday, December 8, 2019

Christmas, the Season of Faith, Family, and Charity

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Photo: Ileana Johnson   Christmas was my Dad bringing home proudly a scraggly fir with sparse branches - fragrant with the smell of win...
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Monday, December 24, 2018

My Christmas Tree

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   Photo: Ileana Johnson As long as I can remember, my Dad came home every December with a scraggly blue spruce, fragrant with the sce...
Friday, May 5, 2017

My Box of Random Memories

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I opened the box carefully. I have not seen its contents since May of 1989 after my Daddy’s passing.   The round Pobeda watch with a blue ...
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Saturday, April 1, 2017

Contemplating Mortality

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Handsome Bogart, 18-years old Photo: Ileana Johnson 2017 I used to think that it was rather morbid that my in-laws had purchased thei...
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Monday, May 12, 2014

My Dad Was Left to Die 25 Years Ago

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My Daddy shortly before his untimely death Today marks a quarter of a century since the passing of my Dad before his time. He did not ...
Monday, October 29, 2012

A Late September Day in 2012

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Between the suffocating smoke wafting to the third floor of my cousin’s villa from burning egg-plants on the indoor grill, the ambulance s...
Tuesday, June 26, 2012

What Communism Wrought

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Today my Dad would have been 84 years old. I still mourn his tragic and premature death at the hands of communist goons who took over the co...