Epitaph For My Father, An Everyman
Epitaph for My Father, an Everyman
(Written with John Hughes in mind,
as he will understand)
One night in particular, I recall, inside a restaurant,
(although I hadn’t noticed any problem) my father
Shouted, yes, more a shout than a question,
“Don’t you know who I am!”
This regional, southern PA tennis champion,;
This small town WWII war hero ;
This high school history teacher beloved
By his students, with an intellect respected by peers;
This upstanding father, who had run for city council;
This father who laughed at
My good-nihjt kisses on the crown of his head;
This man, oh, my father had felt so disrespected
That the manager came puffing with apologies,
And a change of tables and waiters, according to
Some set routine,as this hadn’t been the first time,
I’m sure. Still, my father accepted the deference,
While I began a half-century of wondering
About those men on that night. Just how
Did my father expect to be received by
A tired waiter, nearly dead on his feet?
I do not believe heaven counts up the numbers
Of tears that fall at our funerals, nor
Checks the milestones on resumes.
Lord, forgive my unknowing
As I forgive the unknowing of others,
To put mutual respect and your love in that place!
For most of life, I think I expected modest
Little in meetings, but, I think,
Age keeps count,
Age heralds a certain pride in its survival
Of decades battling the trials of life —
As they blanket us in ways unseen
By others, unknown to any but God.
So, like my father, I might, no, I do want
To shout, “Do you know who I am!”
Within all the entryways, hoping
Disregard will be waylaid, and
Eminence will be a suit that fits.
If all we ever did was smile on one downcast,
Or if we wrote such famed lines
As a president quotes, each of us matters.
Celebrity is us all
In our minds, not only for the few, as here...
On this earth, as we stand
Each a one among billions,
All already having His grace
To accept and realize the honor of fully being
Blessedly ourselves.
(C) sally young esinger 9/18/20
Thanks be to God! And,all, staywell
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