Bob Wright
Hawkeye
Johnny Cash had a song out a few years back with a line that went, "Rainy days and Sundays always get me down...." Today was both.
I had had my breakfast and was dressing for Sunday School and church. I had just put on my tie and slipped into my coat. And a wave of memories flooded over me.
On Sunday mornings, I would dress and Nita would be sitting in front of the dresser putting on final touches of her make-up. The chair she sat in was my desk chair, from my mother's gift to me of many, many years ago. Whenever she moved the chair would creak and squeak as she applied finishing touches.
I would stand in front of our full length door mirror, and, having put on my tie and coat, would turn to face her and stand tall. Nita would look me over and say, "Wow! You sure look nice."
Missed that appraisal this morning.
Bob Wright
I had had my breakfast and was dressing for Sunday School and church. I had just put on my tie and slipped into my coat. And a wave of memories flooded over me.
On Sunday mornings, I would dress and Nita would be sitting in front of the dresser putting on final touches of her make-up. The chair she sat in was my desk chair, from my mother's gift to me of many, many years ago. Whenever she moved the chair would creak and squeak as she applied finishing touches.
I would stand in front of our full length door mirror, and, having put on my tie and coat, would turn to face her and stand tall. Nita would look me over and say, "Wow! You sure look nice."
Missed that appraisal this morning.
Bob Wright