When your father dies, say the Irish,
you lose your umbrella against bad weather.
May his sun be your light, say the Armenians.
When your father dies, say the Welsh,
you sink a foot deeper into the earth.
May you inherit his light, say the Armenians.
When your father dies, say the Canadians,
you run out of excuses. May you inherit
his sun, say the Armenians.
When your father dies, say the French,
you become your own father.
May you stand up in his light, say the Armenians.
When your father dies, say the Indians,
he comes back as the thunder.
May you inherit his light, say the Armenians.
When your father dies, say the Russians,
he takes your childhood with him.
May you inherit his light, say the Armenians.
When your father dies, say the English,
you join his club you vowed you wouldn't.
May you inherit his sun, say the Armenians.
When your father dies, say the Armenians,
your sun shifts forever.
And you walk in his light.
by Diana Der-Hovanessian, from Selected Poems as posted on
The Writer's Almanac {30 Sept 2012}.
Sunday, September 30, 2012
Saturday, September 29, 2012
28 Sept 2012 ~ Fri {Mr. Sonny}
(above) Half-time soccer adjustment with Mr. Sonny :)
(below) Mommy's camera caught a Mr. Sonny & Witt in conversation after lunch (and chocolate shakes) at McDonald's. Neither is looking at the camera -- love it!
{DISCLAIMER: Normally only the GlaserTrio+ Ilene make DogJot.blogspot.com; we're making an exception for an EXCEPTIONAL Human Being we called UNCLE.}
Sunday, August 26, 2012
25 Aug 2012 ~ Sat {American South}
August 1st was our 19th wedding anniversary and Support Chick-Fil-A day. Today (over 3 weeks later) I was behind a truck on Hwy 78 proclaiming its support of CFA. I made a right
turn just to get a shot of this rear window. Only in America --- particularly the South --- can a truck serve as a billboard of an individual's beliefs. God Bless America.
turn just to get a shot of this rear window. Only in America --- particularly the South --- can a truck serve as a billboard of an individual's beliefs. God Bless America.
Saturday, August 25, 2012
21 Aug 2012 ~ Tues {Wacky Witt}
We had our dinner theater info meeting tonight; Witt is WACKY in the musical.
{Last year we took a photo in the drive-way of Witt with his script. The Little Bear is looking forward to this theater experience; however, he is very concerned that there are so many orphans. We must watch the musical soon, so he'll KNOW --- not just parents pacifying him --- it all turns out AOK!!}
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
6 Aug 2012 ~ Mon (first day of kindergarten)
Witt after school on day one; time has FLOWN by!!
At the beach we take pictures of our feet/Crocs in the sand. Before leaving school Witt wanted a picture of our feet in the pine straw. :)
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