A weegem Christmas Tale* by w.g.mcatee
1-6-17 The ole guy to Miss J
J, Here it is, hot off the press! [Parts 1 & 2] Enjoy and share if you like. love, ole guy
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1-10-17 LOVE THE KIDS! Miss J to the ole guy
Hey, I finally had enough time to read this wonderful story. As always well written and fanciful. A couple more ironies. As a child LL* was called Sonny Boy. With the same mystical irony the other day I found a book he had given me after the diagnosis. It was signed Sonny Boy . . . “with gratitude to J who helped me find my way back home.” Kinda resonant with the writing you did about y’alls relationship. And good heavens . . . in the picture you look like him. Love, J
*[LL was J’s late husband that died of pancreatic cancer not long ago; one of my best friends I eulogized at his celebration of life!]
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1-13-17 SURPRISE Miss J to the ole guy
Dear og, Late last night, in my pajamas, I remembered that I had left a garage door opener in the cabinet outside. Although I often do this for repair people I know I don’t like to leave it out overnight. I decided to get out of bed, turn off the alarm and retrieve the opener. Much to my surprise I stepped . . . barefooted on something very soft. I was confused, hoped it wasn’t whatever was leaving those unidentified tracks . . . and I realized it was a Fed Ex package. Apparently the driver left it so late he elected not to ring the doorbell. I wasn’t expecting a package. What could this be?
I opened the package and there was a bright eyed young owl, who identified himself as Homer. Homer explained he had come to join the family but would not require the kind of vet bills the cat had recently incurred. He had firm but gentle opinions about where he wants to be. He explained his name was Homer because he was associated with ancient wisdom . . . that he wanted to live in LL’s chest in the bedroom. He eluded to some kind of mystic communication connection . . . something about having been in sensitivity training together. He was very cryptic. He is also very comforting.
I had not receive a critter for Christmas for many years. However over my Christmas my friend S. Mc. showed up with a completely black bear, even his eyes, very soft and announced I needed somebody to sleep with. She thought he was perfect. The bear, yet unnamed, and Homer seem to have known each other at some point.
Homer has assumed an authoritative position instilling a sense of safety. Would you know anything about the arrival of such a new and loyal family member? Love, J
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1-13-17 Re: SURPRISE The ole guy to Miss J
J, Hershel and Sonny jumped out of bed, sleeping late again, when the ole guy called them to the den to read the email about their feathered friend they use to call Barnie. (See last sentence of “Finally Home . . . !(Part 2)” They knew the ole guy must have had something to do with his trip to Lubbock. They were thrilled that he made a safe landing way out West in LLano Land (somebody is captivated with LLLLLs) and thought it made great sense that he was now called Homer in his new home. They always knew from the start the he wold amount to something because at times he was such a smartaxx, not just showing promise. They want to know more about his new home and can’t wait to see a picture of their friend, now Homer, in his new digs with that no-name bear. They have started calling him “bb” (for black bear) because they don’t want to forget “Barnie” they knew and this was the closest they could come to that. Of course it depended on what the missus of the house wants to call no-name. Whatever is ok with them. They just hope that someday they can have a family reunion.
The ole guy went off muttering to himself something about maybe this thing is growing like tough steak–every time you bite it, it gets bigger! But that is what irony and serendipity are all about. Maybe this is the making of a new storybook for second childhoods! BEST OF ALL, THIS IS A TALE THAT REALLY HAPPENED! Love, the ole guy.
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And still there’s more–in the tales yet untold, yet to happen and be told by those that feel deeply the healing power of simply being in touch!
*Inspired by Cuddlekins Brand stuffed animals distributed by Wild Republic, Twinsburg, Ohio