Oct 23 1945: Any time Momma was upset with me, she would say
she went to the gates of heaven to ask the good lord to let me be born.
It was her way of instilling the fear
of god into me at a young age.
being a pastor and all didn’t help.
I guess then it was god that made me who I am.
Did he make a good man?
I’ve tried my best.
This is my story.
Momma would say Jackie Robinson was a thief.
He stole the sunshine the day I was
born because all the folks in town were talking about him signing with the
Dodgers instead of talking about me being born.
Momma wasn’t much of a baseball fan after that day.
But to us kids he gave us hope, a
chance to dream, chance to get out of Midland, Texas.
I don’t hold any grudges towards Jackie.
On the contrary he gave me legitimacy
every time I held that hickory bat.
All the white kids had the fear of Jackie in their eyes.
Momma didn’t like me playing too much
I think she felt it was a
waste of time and time was better spent learning a language or reading the good
Pops wasn’t much of a talker
but he came to every game and cheered in his quiet way.
Smoking his Lucky’s and drinking Mommas
home made lemon ice tea.
think of it, I guess Momma did come to my ball games through her lemon ice
Ball came pretty easy to me,
it was a little too easy for me.
Bored me most of the time, except when we were losing.
Losing made me angry, rather be angry
than bored and winning.
didn’t stick around when we lost.
He drove off and never spoke about the game during supper.
That was the bad thing about losing,
that walk home was pretty long. The latter makes pops sound like a cold
If you lost your leg fighting
the Japanese in WWII I think you would have a reason to be a bit cold too.
The war made pops pretty angry.
He came back home with one leg and
about 2 dollars in his pocket.
What was it for?
think most men that fight in wars know.
It don’t mean
much when you can’t get a job because you’re a cripple.
It’s probably why Pop’s became a
Otherwise he’d be a
pissed off war vet with no purpose.
To this day I don’t think Pop’s even believed in God.
He believed more in the structure and
These rules gave him a
filter from his anger.
followed many rules.
church, some from the army, some he just made up.
They might have worked for him, but his rules made life dour
and quiet for those around him.
Rest his soul, but that man was boring.
Momma on the other hand was the life of the party.
She lived without a care in the
She would say, “if I get
hit by a bus and die today at least folks will miss me”. She made a joke out of
every situation, good or bad.
she love to laugh; she had a smile on her face even when she slept.
I miss her a lot.
I miss her smile. I miss playing
pretend with her.
I miss acting
like French tourist at the A&P. Folks would look at us like we were crazy,
walking through the isles talking bad French to each other.
I miss her smile.