(Apologies for no podcast this week. I am traveling and without a place to record. I’ll get back to it next week. No politics this week, either. This piece is about hard times and soft hearts. Hoping y’all will continue to share and subscribe, if you enjoy the writing. Readership only grows with positive referrals. Thanks for being here. - JM)
It’s important to understand the perspective of another person when their life impacts yours. It’s incredibly difficult to let go of pain and yet you show us it’s possible rather than hold on to anger. Thank you for sharing.
This is a beautiful, moving piece, Jim. When I read of your father, I thought of my own dad, who was about the same age and served in WW II. I wonder what damage that war did on these men, who had endured a lot of hardship as children during the Depression. My hat's off to you for not giving up on him and seeking to find a way to relate to him.
Uncle Jim, as much as it tore at my heart, I am glad you put this in writing. I never knew of your final talk with her. One thing I know is her spirit is in Newfoundland now. I felt it everywhere when I was there. Love lives on.
What heartfelt and powerful portrayals, Jim. Your parents may never have fully realized the depth of their good fortune to have you for a son. Thanks for this exquisite essay.
Thanks, Sonny, for reading and knowing of them.
Thank you for sharing your story. Tears in my eyes.
Jim, this is a deeply beautiful and powerful piece of writing. I thank you for it.
Beautiful. I am glad you have come to terms with your history with both.
It’s important to understand the perspective of another person when their life impacts yours. It’s incredibly difficult to let go of pain and yet you show us it’s possible rather than hold on to anger. Thank you for sharing.
This is a beautiful, moving piece, Jim. When I read of your father, I thought of my own dad, who was about the same age and served in WW II. I wonder what damage that war did on these men, who had endured a lot of hardship as children during the Depression. My hat's off to you for not giving up on him and seeking to find a way to relate to him.
Uncle Jim, as much as it tore at my heart, I am glad you put this in writing. I never knew of your final talk with her. One thing I know is her spirit is in Newfoundland now. I felt it everywhere when I was there. Love lives on.
I guess it's not really writing if it's not honest. That took me to a lot of places. It made me think of a lot of things.
Wow. Thank you for sharing.
What a sad, beautiful story. Thank you James.
Thank you for sharing these powerful words, Jim. Your writing inspires me. I know the tears will come when I start reading but in the best of ways.
What heartfelt and powerful portrayals, Jim. Your parents may never have fully realized the depth of their good fortune to have you for a son. Thanks for this exquisite essay.