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The Sunday Memories of A Baby Boomer


Sunday Morning

A day of rituals

started with church

at St. Luke’s

where forgiven sins

remained for the rest of the week.

 

Then a big breakfast:

pancakes, scrambled eggs,

sizzling bacon and home fries

we ate until we almost died.

 

Then off to some adventure

dad would plan it out as a surprise

no matter how he tried to disguised it

It was usually a day at the theater

or at Palisades Amusement Park

in the summer a trip on the D train to Coney Island Beach

 

But first we’d all sit and read

the New York Journal American

Ivan grabbed the funnies or comic strips

he loved Buz Sawyer and Flash Gordon

 

I had dibs on the magazine that featured

a celebrity on its cover

and every week I underlined

the million dollar movie titles I wanted to watch

mom would do the weekly puzzle

cut out a recipe or two

and peeped at the fashion sections

for tips and how to’s

Dad loved the broadway quips

boxing, sports and politics

 

Sunday night we could not miss

the Ed Sullivan Show.

I loved Topo Gigio,

and the first time he presented the Beatles.

The show introduced us to Carmen Miranda, Jerry Lewis

and almost Bob Dylan,

who walked off the set on day in 63′.

 

Reality was the best it could be

all of us together building memories.

 

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A tribute to those who left us in 2012


A tribute to those who left us in 2012

 

He picked February to take his lonely ride on the Soul Train to the other side

we will never forget the Saturday afternoons he encouraged us to dance

in front of our TVs.

 

Only Heaven Knows what her Last Dance was like

But it must have been to a great song On the Radio

And we will never Love to Love each other the way we did then.

 

She mesmerized us with her powerful voice

intended to spread the Gospel by first choice

and helped us appreciate the Greatest Love of All within us.

 

Another inspiration to teenagers everywhere

was a great gentleman

who introduced us to a program

called American Bandstand

We danced to all the different beats

we swayed to catchy lyrics the whole time

and every 31st of December

he ushered in the New Year with Auld Lang Syne

 

Undefeated he fought many battles,

but lost his greatest bout in life victim to street violence

We always will remember his flashy stance

and his unique dance around the ring

and pray this great Lightweight Champion is facing his maker in the greatest of Gardens.

 

He showed us how simple life could be

in his Mayberry town,

his smile was so contagious and friendly

and the only time he would put on a frown

was in his role as Matlock the savvy lawyer of a small country town.

 

For 60 minutes every Sunday evening

we watched as he asked the tough questions

only great journalist learn to craft

and he made sure he got the answers for our satisfaction.

 

We lost many more celebrities during the year 2012

(the year that should have ended the world)

this poem is a tribute to only these few

because these  folks especially

I felt I kinda of knew

No matter the medium

there was never a moment of tedium

and so I bid you all farewell

and thank you for the memories.