My Ruminations: Me A To Z Pt. I
This post was inspired by another blogger’s post. But, I can’t for the life of me remember who! That is one of the reasons I enjoy blogging as much as I do. I become inspired by what others write.
I have done list posts before about me. The first one that comes to mind is a post titled 40 Impressions of Me. Quite a while ago I also wrote A Few Things About Me. So, if you are crazy-excited about learning more about your humble writer, hurry up over to those posts. Writing Me A to Z really made me think about who I am and what I truly love about living my life in this crazy world. So, without further ado, here is Part I of my list.
A– Apples. I love the crunchiness of apples. Especially in the fall. Sometimes for dinner we will eat just apples with cheese and crackers. Oh, and apples and peanut butter is quite delicious as well! When I was very young-perhaps no older than 7 or 8-I used to climb the fence into the yard of a very scary old man who had a wonderful apple tree. More often than not, I would just freeze at the top of the fence as he came storming out of his back door to shoo us away.
B– Books. I have always loved books. I started reading at an early age and I have read thousands of books in my life. I actually have a teaching degree in English Education. The picture to the left is just one of my bookcases. I now collect vintage and antique books; particularly the classics and also unique books. One of my favorites is a book written by one of the Pinkertons, of the famous Pinkerton Detective Agency.
C– Cats. That’s my cat, Misty. I’ve always loved felines. When I was growing up my favorite cat was Blue, he was a bluish-grey Persian cat. I loved that cat. Misty is a wonderful cat, but sometimes she can be a pain in the ass; she will meow you to death if she’s been ignored, even for a short time.
D– Doughnuts. Who doesn’t like doughnuts? I do, but not to the degree that I have to eat them regularly. But it’s the best selection for my letter D. Besides, doughnuts are one of the few things that I can’t overindulge in; just too much sugar at one sitting. My favorite is chocolate-coconut, followed by jelly-cream filled ones.
E– Elvis Presley. I confess to having a man-crush for Elvis. The second highest selling artist in the history of music. Behind only The Beatles. In one of the very few shows I got to stay up late to watch, Elvis Aloha From Hawaii, I was completely mesmerized. He had an incredible voice. He was a beautiful man. He was electric. He was iconic. He was cool. There will never be another like him. Check out the last song he ever sang on stage. So sad to see him in that condition, but the song is still powerfully sung. And this song, Glory, Glory Hallelujah. So powerful. So beautiful.
F– Fall. Growing up in New Hampshire, the Fall was always spectacular. Having gone to Plymouth State College, which is farther up North than my hometown of Manchester, the colors were so vibrant. There’s something about the crisp clean air, the smell of a wood-burning stove, the crunching of leaves underfoot.
G– Ghosts. Yepp, I do believe in ghosts. I believe that there are ghosts who refuse to die. I believe that there are ghosts who are trying to get to the other side. I also, for that matter, believe in Guardian Angels. None other than a Guardian Angel could have kept me from killing myself and others as I repeatedly-and foolishly-drove while intoxicated.
H– Hell. I like the concept of hell. I would like to think that hell exists; particularly for child molesters, rapists, and murderers. I don’t care if they repent or not; straight to the pit of Hell with all of them. In college I really enjoyed reading Dante’s inferno. Dante describes the 9 Circles of Hell. I am ok with certain despicable humans spending their eternities in purgatory.
I– Icarus. I really enjoy mythology. The story of Icarus is one such tale. Icarus and his father attempt to escape from Crete by means of wings that his father constructed from feathers and wax. Icarus’ father warns him first of complacency and then of hubris (of which I may have fallen victim to a time or two), asking that he fly neither too low nor too high. Well, Icarus flies too close to the sun, and you can surmise the end. Iron Maiden made a great song about this tale, give a listen! As an aside, I really really really like Ice Cream as well!
J– Joker. The Joker originated in the United States during the Civil War, and was created as a trump card for the game of Euchre. I have always liked the Joker card. Of course, who can forget Heath Ledger’s the incredible performance of the Joker, in the movie The Dark Knight? Sadly, Ledger died before the movie was even released. Check out the Mob Scene from The Dark Knight, it’s scary good.
K– Keats. My favorite poet is John Keats. What a sad affair that he died at the young age of 25 from tuberculosis! To have created such beauty as he did is just phenomenal to me. Unfortunately, he was not widely accepted as a great poet until well after his death. My favorite poem by Keats is When I Have Fears That I May Cease To Be. I wrote As Constant as an homage to Keats’ Bright Star, Would I Were Stedfast As Thou Art, another of my favorites.
L– Led Zeppelin. My all-time favorite band, ever. Rock N’ Roll Royalty! To me, their music is just as relevant today as it was when their first album came out in 1969. They are 6th all-time in album sales, with 141.5 million albums sold. Only The Beatles, Elvis Presley, Michael Jackson, Elton John, and Madonna have sold more. One of my favorite songs is Achilles Last Stand from Presence.
M– My mother. My mother was a cruel and abusive woman. I’m sure it was because she lost two children: Gloria at age 3, then John at age 8. I was 1.5 and 11 yrs. respectively. My mother was particularly cruel and abusive after John died. It certainly didn’t help her being married to an angry, selfish alcoholic. She did eventually marry an incredibly loving man, to whom she was married for over 35 years. After all that was done, I loved her. I would visit her off and on over the years; however, we were not that close. She was a tormented woman. She was crippled with guilt. I am grateful that I made my peace with her directly in my 40’s. No, I didn’t “forgive” her; I don’t have that kind of power. I did grab her by the shoulders one day, forced her to look me in the eye, and told her to let go. That it was ok. That I loved her. After defeating two other forms of cancer, she finally succumbed to lung cancer in 2013. I miss her.