An Ode to My Dad on Father’s Day by Darlene Forsman
While I may never have adequately expressed
How grateful I am you opened a world with such insight, clarity, and vision,
As when you sat down and showed me how to analyze a news article for its’ content.
How you sat there with me and discussed topical events from World Geographical and News Report,
Or the other magazine about farming, you know, the one I argued against as I was sure there
Was nothing of value in that one as I was never going to own a farm.
It’s amazing how looking back I can see with such clarity (I guess that’s why it’s called 20/20 hindsight),
The world of content, word choice, even grammar aid in making your argument to the reader.
I’ve never forgotten the time I wrote my first Letter to the Editor,
How excited and proud you were to read I got the top spot (the first letter of the first topic),
When it came out in print. I know the phone did not stop ringing off the hook that
First time from our friends and neighbors who were surprised
I even knew the events and Letters to the Editor in the first round to
Be able to respond, while I was away in college, with a plea for action
Not accusations on a tragedy still too fresh in my mind.
And that was thanks to you, for teaching me how to write a simple Letter to the Editor.
I’ve never forgotten the moment you showed me the cowboy world, starting with
Zane Grey and ending with Louis Lamour. Each novelist was right for me as Zane
“Spoke” volumes about a time, he knew: the romantic cowboy.
(For those who don’t know him, he’s like the Barbara Cartland and Grace Livingston Hill authors.)
His long passages of descriptions taught me the art of balance when it comes to description and conversation. I still remember you telling me how his first book –turned-into movie failed at
The Box Office solely for that reason, thus ending his movie career before it began.
(You also explained how/why some people like the book over the movie and vice versa phenomenon.)
As for Louis Lamour, he was a hard-hitting, edgier novelist when it came to cowboy books.
He was the guy who wrote for guys (probably what made my teachers wonder about my
Book choices, when they got my book reports), he, more than Frank Dixon,
Showed me what the world of guys was about as I grew up.
So, I thank you for all those times you knowingly and unknowingly, (Mom swears those were your books I discovered in your guy’s bedroom) “lent” me a world I never knew much about.
It’s also why I can still read a wide array of books by such a plethora of authors.
So, thanks Dad, for helping to shape my reading and analyzing interests;
It really explains my Schizoid tastes in books.
However, I’m still laying claim to never owning a farm!
Darlene has spent several years in the King County area teaching English classes, all portions of the GRE, and Adult Basic Education (ABE). She’s done phone soliciting, banking, data entry work, and currently is a book reviewer at nightowlsreview.com. She’s happily married to a great guy and has a therapy dog: Pookie, who keeps them busy. She’s owned enough books to rival the Library of Alexandria in her lifetime!
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