Joined: 14 Jan 2004
|Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 8:33 am Post subject: The Eye by Harry Buschman
|You've got an eye for detail, Harry!
By the time I was fifteen he had so many grandchildren he didn't know them by name. He called most of them "Shorty" or "Kid."
..."I got the eye kid." ... "I made it happen – a Chinese fella gave me the "eye" a long, long time ago."...
...At the same time the two of us had to say:
"Nothin' could be finer
Than to climb the wall of China."
Whether that detail (connection) was intentional or not...it was good!
The day of the funeral ... I stared straight at one of the men paying out the rope, and I double blinked. Sure enough, the rope slipped from his fingers...It seemed to me I had given a signal to my Grandfather that all was well...
I loved it, Harry. Thanks.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
-- Dylan Thomas