by Gerry Furgason | Aug 17, 2023 | RELATIVES, Uncategorized
I drove our brother, Paul to the Hospital Emergency Room at the Hospital in Jeffersonville, Indiana the last day he was with us on earth. He sat beside me in the front seat. I recall glancing over at him and our eyes met. We were both concerned about the...
by Gerry Furgason | Aug 17, 2023 | RELATIVES, Uncategorized
Whenever I hear the melody of ‘My Favorite Things”, it is my mother I see and one small package wrapped in brown paper I recall. During the Korean War, I happened upon a scene that has remained with me for decades and I repay it in my mind every...
by Gerry Furgason | Aug 17, 2023 | RELATIVES, Uncategorized
“But, Louisa! We didn’t know she would swallow the Penney!” No amount of apologetic stuttering could dissuade my mother from heaping blame on her contrite cousins. After Sunday family dinners on Crittenden Drive, the men were accustomed to...
by Gerry Furgason | Aug 17, 2023 | RELATIVES, Uncategorized
I had skated alongside my Grandfather Link’s home, made the turn at the backside of the house, and coasted to the doorway of his shop. He was standing inside at his anvil, tapping a metal plate to the bottom heel of my Grandmother’s shoe. The shop...
