Dad and Mom

Daddy was
My Irish sunshine
From Dust Bowl
And
The Great Depression
From hunger
And hard work
He grew
Into a soldier
I need no reminder of the cost
Husband, father
And oh, so much more

Parents gone while I live
in an old house
in the very heart of things
In the house they built
Midst the ashes and memories
of other old houses
The very heart of them lives
I like to say I have Dad's eyes
I hope I have their zest for living
I know I have their love of the land
And pray I have their heart

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The American Dream

Born in 1954, I was not in full bloom for the sixties.
Only sixteen when they ended, I did not get to experience the Sixties Revolution fully. I did know Flower Power, Free Love, Make Love Not War, and Peace.

I did not protest the war that continued. I was the daughter of a WWII veteran and was taught soldiers and daughters followed orders. I also lost friends and knew no cause could be worth that loss.

My children swear I was at Woodstock but like Charlton Heston in "Alpha and Omega Man", I had watched the film 'til I knew it by heart.

If asked, I believe I was born in the best of times. A time when the American Dream was still a possibility. A time when honesty and hard work got you anywhere.
My double advantage was to have parents that knew the Depression. Not only did integrity and hard work guarantee success, I had the knowledge to "make do"
Armed with all this how could I not obtain the American Dream?