By Tony Press
Grandpa bought me my Dick Tracy watch and he liked it as much as I did. He said before he died they’d put a man on the moon and we walked outside to look at the night sky. He told me about Lucky Lindbergh and his flight across the Atlantic and all the parades that followed but when we came back to the house his brother, Uncle Brevard, laughed at him and said “yeah, and one day people will walk around picking up dogshit.” Uncle Brevard’s wife lit up another Lucky Strike and rolled her eyes. She was good at it.
Great read! Congratulations, Tony. The two parts that really strike me in this: “they’d put a man on the moon and we walked outside to look at the night sky” and “rolled her eyes. She was good at it.” Nice capture.
Oh, Aunt and Uncle Brevard, such spoilsports!
Well, millennials won’t get it…but I loved it…harsh reality.
Lucidly done, I can see the night sky…Certainly brings back memories for this old fart!
Thanks for your kind (& entertaining) words. Here’s a link to three little poems that came out today – they add up to about 70 words. http://thestaresnest.com/2015/07/11/tony-press-three-poems/
a great slice of life… everybody speaking the their mind…. very nostalgic… Great Job!