Mutterings and Musings
Fifty years ago today, In a beautiful church in South Texas, I walked down the isle and said “I do” to a woman. For on that day, I married the love of my life, my wife. That woman that would define my purpose of living, and would give me life’s sweetest bouquet. Now she’s… Continue reading 50 Years Ago
So good to talk to Primo Carlos today, Funny how our connection is still strong Even after not talking in a while Can’t describe it in any other way That fact that we’re family, no denying. For you see Carlos didn’t grow up with us But was there at those critical years of my life… Continue reading Primo Carlos
Mom, does it seem that long ago When we were all young? When life was not complicated, and much loved flowed In that little house on 38 Street, When my brothers and I always shared laughter and all kinds of noise, and life was always sweet? Do you recall the greatest of times when we… Continue reading Missing Mom on This Mother’s Day
I must have been in the seventh or eighth grade when I brought home this happy little brown puppy with a black mouth and nose, and a black little tail. Here’s the story on how I found him. It was a beautiful summer day, we had no school that day from a holiday that I… Continue reading My Dog Chaser – by Javier Elizondo
I imagine today that Raul is surrounded by all his heavenly brothers, his sister, his Mom & Dad, and more. Before he passed, they looked down at him from heaven, To the last one from a great Collazo generation, All were so individual, so memorable and yet all so sweet. Raul was the last of… Continue reading Our Beloved Aurelio Raul Collazo
My maternal Great-Grandmother was, Gregoria Elizondo, Who I always knew as “Mamá Goya”. According to her grandson, Javier Elizondo, She was known throughout the neighborhood as a real character. A second-generation German, her given name was Allen, When she married Matias Elizondo in Laredo. Primo Javier, who lived next door, remembers a specific incident when… Continue reading My Illustrious Great-Grandma Gregoria Allen Elizondo
When I die give what’s left of me away to children and old men that wait to die. And if you need to cry, cry for your brother walking the street beside you. And when you need me, put your arms around anyone and give them what you need to give me. I want to… Continue reading When I Die – Author Unknown
I have been blessed in the doorway to life. From the early days where I lived life in a blaze, To now, where the years have slowly slipped away, I see all the many long, good buffets I’ve had, and think Life has been truely good to me, in life’s beltway. I thank God for… Continue reading Thanksgiving To Me This Year
Memories from the dusty cobwebs of my mind, Are filed deep behind other memories much entwined. They lie like old black/white pics painting my childhood complete, Where my brothers, cousins, and a pile of neighborhood kids All played ball on summer days on that hot concrete, In front of that house on 38th Street. More… Continue reading The Cobwebs of My Mind
Thinking back on the days of my life, From the days of my youth to now, Of the good folks I have met on the many crossroads of my long life, Faded memories that seem to be from an old backroad in my mind, That will be gone from my memory soon, and be left… Continue reading In the Blink of an Eye