Blog 2666 – 02.15.2023
I Am A Card-Carrying Writer
The first job that I had at fifteen years old was working one summer in a cabinet shop. My second job was working part-time after school in a grocery store as a sacker/stocker and for a time as a butcher’s helper in the meat department. Over my fifty-six year working life I have worn many hats and held a number of different jobs. For a long time I kept all the different business cards that was issued and handed out over the years to advertise the different companies that I worked for and the position I held in them.
In a month it will be eight years since I started this enterprise called:
Of all the cards that I have ever carried this is the one that I am most proud to present. It announces to all my intention to be known as a writer, speaker, singer songwriter, teacher. It is up to you my audience to determine how well and how effectively I perform any of those jobs.
Since as a young man I was a soldier once (I also carry a card to prove that when necessary) I am entitled to have my remains buried in a national cemetery free of charge to my family at which time the Veterans Administration will place, also free of charge, a white marble stone with the following:
My wife is also entitled whether she passes before me or after me to have her remains placed in that free burial site and have her name, dates of birth and death, and status as spouse carved on the back side of the same grave stone that will have my information carved upon it when my remains are buried.
My dad passed away in 1997 and his body was buried in the National Cemetery in Chattanooga, Tennessee since he was a World War Two Navy veteran. His body was buried deeper so that my mom’s body could be placed with his when she passed three years later.
When both my wife and I expressed our desire to have no gravesites, but just to have our remains cremated and scattered our son said, “No way” and that he wanted traditional memorial services for the both of us like we had for his grandma and both grandpas. We have conceded to his wishes.
I hope to make some provision to keep this website available for some years after I have passed so that these words of mine will survive me. I would like most to be remembered as a loving husband, father, son, brother, friend, and after that as a writer, speaker, singer songwriter, teacher. Alas, since it is more likely to be written in stone, I am more likely to be remembered longer as a Specialist Fifth Class who served in Vietnam.
Your friend and fellow traveler,
To Leave Something Behind