‘Twas aught
thirteen, a hectic year,
Far busier
than most,
The family
traveled far and wide,
We were both
guests and hosts.
As was
expected, Rachel made
The most news
of our crew,
Her college
graduation came
And went with
some ado.
To graduate
with honors was
Not all of her
acclaim,
Phi Beta
Kappa had the key
To share its
well-earned fame.
She’s done
with school (at least a while)
Now working
as a scribe,
To write down
what the doctor says
So needs and
treatments jibe.
Already
there’s an interview,
A med school taking
note,
She may soon
get to cut folks up,
And wear her
own white coat.
But Rachel’s
not the only one
A milestone
to achieve,
My parents,
married sixty years,
A present did
receive.
My brother,
Stu, and I agreed
To make sure
they could see
My Rachel in
her cap and gown;
Then after
which they’d flee
To Colorado, Hailey’s
home
To watch her
bid adieu
To high
school, amidst family,
Her Dad: the
beaming Stu.
Twas Stu who
drove them mountainward
And I who
brought them back
We learned
I-70 quite well,
It was our
beaten track.
Eclectic
taste in music is
A trait we
all enjoy,
Stan Kenton’s
old alumni band
Returned me
to a boy
The three of
us saw TOP
(That’s Tower
of Power, you know)*
Plus Big Bad
Voodoo Daddy and
Dick Dale,
who’s quite a show.
Our Corky’s
cards and crafts galore
Continue
unabated.
There’s paper
stashed from roof to floor;
This card, by
her created.
She found
some time to take a trip,
New
Hampshire, in the fall
To visit with
some family,
A good time
had by all.
Her son from California
came
To visit us
at home
And showed
that family’s always close
However far
they roam.
And as for
me, my year has been
A lot of
peaks, no valleys,
My first real
paper book in print
Was added to
my tally.
A readers’
conference gave me space
To sit among
my peers
And talk
about the way we write
Then knock
back several beers.
Recounting
all we did this year
Has been a
humbling task,
Recalling
what’s been done for us
Without
needing to ask.
Whatever we
accomplish here
Cannot be
done alone,
We all depend
on your support,
Which is so
freely shown.
We hope this
note finds all you well,
With futures
only bright
The Kings now
bid a fond adieu
And wish you
all, good night.
( * - This
line fits when read with the proper Western Pennsylvania accent.)
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