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Help. Me.

              Granddaughter Lucy continues to inspire and pass on new knowledge. As she grows and develops, honing skills, pursuing new interests, increasing her vocabulary, Lucy always teaches me something. Often, she imparts multiple lessons.

.             During my recent visit as she and her parents began their move to Albuquerque, the insight that stood out concerned her use of the words, “help” and “me.” Lucy used those words in a unique way, and she did so often.

              We frequently combine “help” and “me” to create a sentence. “Help me.” Come to my aid. Provide me with assistance.

              Lucy takes those two words and creates a paragraph. A two-sentence paragraph. One word in each sentence. And in an order we might not expect given what she means. But a paragraph nonetheless.

              “Help. Me.”

              In Lucy’s usage, the words become an offer that she will extend help to you. Or perhaps they become a statement of fact that she will help you. In some cases they rise to the level of a demand that you allow her to help.

              “Help. Me.” And Lucy wants you to pick her up so she can select your coffee cup and push the buttons on the coffee maker.

              “Help. Me.” And Lucy staggers toward you carrying your shoes which she will help you put on so you can go outside together.

              “Help. Me.” And Lucy starts to pull the dishes out of the dishwasher at a rapid rate and you struggle to keep up and put them away.

              “Help. Me.” And Lucy climbs up beside you to pour, to mix, to dump, to stir as she helps you cook. She stays away from the stove when it is “hot.” But most everything else she might do to create a meal; she tries to do.

              Same words. Different meanings depending on if they construct a sentence or a paragraph.

              Will Lucy remember this stage in her life?  Will her first paragraph last?

              Hard to say. It may. It may not. She may go through phases where she wants to help and where she does not want to help. What seems important is the beauty and the wonder of the now and the memories we make and the photos we take.

              Whatever may come next, I know I will ponder what Lucy has taught me about the difference between a sentence and a paragraph.

              I know I will need to say, “Help me.”

              I hope I can also find lots of times to say, ‘Help. Me.”

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4 February 2024

Black History Month.
Helping Sera Chung move her mother’s paintings.
Visiting Brad, Sherry, Charley Palmer at hospital.
Rosa Parks Birthday.
Amadou Diallo Killing.
Sister Rosa – The Neville Brothers
Rosa Sat – MUSE – Cincinnati’s Women’s Choir
Rosa Parks – Outkast
I Should Be Proud – Martha Reeves & The Vandelles
Black Is – The Last Poets
Give More Power to the People – The Chi-Lites
Be Real Black for Me – Roberta Flak & Donny Hathaway
Black Maybe – Syreeta
Precious Lord – The Blind Boys of Alabama
Welcome to the Terrordome – Pharoahe Monch
Diallo – Wyclef Jean
American Skin – Bruce Springsteen
The Proud – Talib Kweli
I Know Where I’ve Been – Queen Latifah

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21 January 2023

Helping Eric and Essie move. Walking with Lucy. Dickeysville.
Rosa Sat – Amy Dixon-Kolar
Gnawin’ on It – Bonnie Raitt
The Living – Natalie Merchant
Boris Godounov – Symphonic Synthesis By Leopold Stokowski: II. Coronation of Boris – Cleveland Orchestra
Hello My Baby – Ladysmith Black Mambazo
I Don’t Wanna Talk about It – Indigo Girls
Wide Open Spaces – The Chicks
I’m Not Sleeping – Counting Crows
The Golden Road – Grateful Dead
My Better Years – The Johnson Mountain Boys
Comin’ Around – Steve Earle & Emmylou Harris
Waiting for a Miracle – John McCutcheon
Falling from Sleeves – Calexico
What a Wonderful World – Louis Armstrong
I’ll Do Anything for Love – Meat Loaf

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20 January 2023

Helping Eric and Essie move. North East, Maryland.
Soul Run – Tanika Charles
Pretty Girl – f(x)
Piper to the End – Mark Knopfler
Raise You Up / Just Be – Kinky Boots
Never Know – Angelique Kidjo
Kamalani O Keaukaha – Rocky Brown
I Am Here – Come from Away
Somewhere along the Line – Billy Joel
The Pearl – Emmylou Harris
Blow up the Moon – Blues Traveler
Top Hat Bar and Grille – Jim Croce
After All – Jennifer Chung
I’ve Got My Love to Keep Me Warm – Della Reese
Alabama – John Coltrane
Foot Race – Bryan L. Miller

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19 January 2023

Taking things to the garage for Eric and Essie’s move.
Taking recycling and garbage to the appropriate location.
North East, Maryland.
Dolly Parton’s birthday. All songs by Dolly except as otherwise noted.
When Life Is Good Again
Joshua
Coat of Many Colors
Jolene
I Will Always Love You
Please Don’t Stop Loving Me – feat. Porter Wagoner
Love Is Like a Butterfly
The Bargain Store
Here You Come Again
Eagle When She Flies
It’s All Wrong, But It’s all Right
Heartbreaker
I really Got the Feeling
You’re the Only One
Starting over Again
|Old Flames Can’t Hold a Candle
9 to 5
But You Know I Love You
Tennessee Homesick Blues
Islands in the Stream – feat. Kenny Rogers
Why’d You Come in Here Lookin’ Like That
After the Gold Rush – with Linda Ronstadt and Emmylou Harris

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Luke, Merdine T., and love

Luke and Merdine TEach item packed,
was packed with care,
for each was so much more
than a physical object,
each
transcended time and crossed miles
with unbreakable cords
of memory,
connection,
love.

The wooden box came apart
in Eric’s hands.
The pieces, sixteen black and sixteen white,
he nestled securely inside;
then rubber bands bound the box together,
until the hinges can be repaired.
Into a plastic bag,
then into a cushioned bag
went the box.
Eric smiled at me;
I smiled at him,
warmth washing over us both.
As he took the package to car,
I turned to Essie,
“Someday, have him tell you about
Luke and
Merdine T.”
As she agreed,
Essie smiled at me.
I smiled at her,
knowing the love will pass along.

3 July 2017
Cleveland Heights, Ohio

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Lent 5, First Sunday in Lent: settle

F17 Settle Moving into Shire near the Hudson 4 October 2010

 

First night
Shire near the Hudson
Manhattan, New York
4 October 2010

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