Mutterings and Musings
I wish we could talk one more time, Dad. You leaving was devastating, and don’t really know how I got through. Since that day you left, it’s like I’ve been in a fog; A mist that just rolled in, swallowing everything in its path to conceal Blurring my eyes, as if nothing seems real.… Continue reading A Letter to My Dad and Mom
The baby of the family, she was the sixth child born To Ernesto and Maria del Carmen, Mary, as she was named, had a heart of gold, The sweetest, kindest human being tenfold. An auditor by trade, Mary was all about family to the nth degree. A loving wife and mother beyond… Continue reading Cousin Mary
He overcame a disability as a young sprout, Never letting polio get in his way. That he was the strong-willed one, there was no doubt. The third of four sons complete, When my 3 brothers & I, Mom & Dad, and Grandma all lived in a little house on 38th Street. Overcoming a disability and… Continue reading My Brother Bill
The following was written by ARMANDO X. Lopez Poetry From The Pandemic #127 July 24, 2020-Galactic Frontera and the World #poetryfromthepandemic#galacticfrontera Eyes Of The Tigers (And Future Longhorns) For Roberto Elizondo The last time I saw Roberto I put this photo in his hand. Today I put that same photo in his wife’s hand. It… Continue reading Memories of Robert Elizondo by Armando X. Lopez
Ralph was born in Carrizo Springs,Texas, on a hot summer day, But moved and raised in Crystal City. I know him well enough now that he must have been a kind, & gentle soul even back then. Never knew his Dad but certainly his dear Mom raised him right, But he did not know then… Continue reading Our Ralphie
Some of my earliest memories when around five or six, When we moved to San Antonio staying at Ramon & Mary Rosales’s home, Where much love, food and laughter flowed. For you see, Ramon & Mary’s Grandma, Asuncion, was my Grandpa Gerardo Collazo’s sister, So we were, and still are,… Continue reading The Rosales Branch of the Collazo Family
Ricardo was born an innocent Down syndrome child in the 50s, With an ever present smile, and a sweet personality. He had his own language in which he would speak, Giving you your own special name that only he could bestow, Making him so special, and even more unique. Ricardo was unspoiled from the world’s… Continue reading Our Dear Cousin Ricardo
The first born from Letty & Jess Would tell you flat out That family is everything. Of course, we would not expect anything less From their daughter named Guadalupe. Born on the 11th of December & named after the Blessed Virgin, She was the first born of five siblings, Lupe, as she is called, is… Continue reading My Sister in Law, Guadalupe
I opened my eyes at 68, groggy but feeling good. Waking up with remnants of a dream of my sweet Mom, The good times Terry and I have had with her along the way, Thanking God for giving me another day. Waking up fully now, All kinds of things going through my head, Is this… Continue reading I Woke Up At 68 This Morning
As a person with hearing loss with words left unheard or incomplete; From accusing my wife of speaking Mandarin or Chinese; To asking people what they said or please repeat, Is the frustration of living in a wall of silence. This is the disability that is, in a nutshell, Of not actually hearing and understanding… Continue reading Coming Out of the Silence