Uncle Johnny’s Grave (Part Two)

My wife wasn’t home. She hadn’t been for several hours but I swear I heard her call me into the house. When she did arrive home I told her what had happened and she and I agreed that I must have been hearing things. I have been known to do that often. I am not sure some of the things I hear can be explained,but I know I have voices in my head so I pass it off as that. Sometimes those voices help me get through things,sometimes they get me into trouble. Most times they just irritate me.

 

I couldn’t get my Uncle Johnny’s flag out of my mind that night. As I said,when I went into the basement it drew my attention so intensely,as though I was supposed to see it and think about him. Can’t really explain that to anyone,that feeling,

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July 28th,2011 | Tags:,,,,, | Category:Experiences | Leave a comment

Uncle Johnny’s Grave (Part One)

I hardly knew my Uncle Johnny,but I loved him dearly.

 

When I was a little kid I remember the day my Uncle Johnny moved away from New Jersey. When I asked my parents why that had happened I remember my mother telling me that Uncle Red (that was his nickname) wasn’t coming back to New Jersey for a very long time and I shouldn’t be sad he had left. She told me that I should just remember the good times I had with him and those happy moments where he would pick me up,put me on his shoulders and run around the house or the yard and act like a wild horse or a raging bull.  She told me to always think about the times that he would make me laugh so hard that I couldn’t catch my breath and also all the presents he would give

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July 9th,2011 | Tags:,,,,, | Category:Experiences | One comment