The room is ready for it’s next occupant. The walls have been patched and the carpet cleaned. But if you close your eyes you can detect something just beyond the realm of senses. Not a ghost but a memory. A series of memories that go beyond these walls and span a life time. Because people are not defined by a place but by the life they have led and the people they have influenced. Presidents and Kings may get their page in a history book but it is the people who go unmentioned that make the world what it is. The woman who taught her kids to look beyond their lives to make the world around them better. Not to seek glory but to seek work because from work comes success and from success comes respect. I then opened my eyes and turn to walk out the door probably never to return but knowing that the life that was lived here will resonate for many years to come.
One Last Look (A Tribute to my Mom)
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I currently work as a custodian in the Clark High School but have also ran a farm as well as worked at a potato chip factory. I am married to Deb and we have three kids, Eric, Ryan and Emily. I also have a love of computers going back 40 years. I am also an amateur taker of photos (don't feel quite comfortable calling myself a photographer yet). I am the host of the Bard on the Plains Podcast and Holding Out For a Hero Podcast. View more posts