Tuesday, June 14, 2005

I've been thinking about my grandpa, about why he left my grandma, about why he never came back, about why he never came to know his beautiful little daughter, or why he disappeared from everyone's world, or that he knows that my grandma has been dead for years. I think about that newspaper clipping that I have of your big shiny bald head, I think if that time I brought that clipping to school and a friend made fun of the newspaper ad in the back, which is forever etched in my head. I ask myself every night, after all these years, where did you go?

posted by FoX at 11:00 PM

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Blogger FoX said...

Well, I don't if I should post this on my site or your site or if it even makes any sense.
I guess I could start with my grandma, she was a middle school dropout never went to high school, got a job like the rest of her family, she worked at a factory most of the rest of her life. Somewhere down the line she meets my grandpa, I guess it must of been love at first sight, they begin a relatioship and she becomes pregnant, and he takes off never to be seen again. When my mom was about 12 or 13, my grandma starts to get involved with another man, for some reason and I don't know why my mom decides to move out. She moves with her grandma, gets a part time job at the neighborhood cleaners at the age of 13, my mom lives most of her teenage life with her grandma, but eventually my mom and her mom start to talk again, but in the 80's her mom died of Ovarian cancer.
I remember when I was a little kid I used to see her cry at night and I never knew why, it always used to bother me, she just wants to see him so bad.

11:39 PM  

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