Gilligan’s Epitaph

I grew up watching Gilligan’s Island on TV. It aired from 1964 to 1967 and was one of my favorite shows. The theme song still resonates, “Just sit right back and you’ll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful trip…” It was a fun show that helped exotic travel ideas grow in my mind. So when I had to write an epitaph of someone for an English assignment when I was in my junior year of high school, I naturally chose Gilligan. Picture this on Gilligan’s tombstone:

Gilligan

I led the normal life of any

Uncoordinated

Human being

Until the seven of us

Were

Shipwrecked.

After that my self

Became

Known

And I got kicked around by my

Fellow

Shipwreckees.

I usually got the brunt of the

Criticism, work

And mistakes.

But I have them to thank for letting me keep

My

Self-image.

5/73

Published in: on 15 May 2011 at 11:04 pm  Comments (2)  
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Ode to Sue

Here’s a poem that I wrote to my older sister, Sue, back in December 1977. The sentiments are still true today and I want to share them after spending the last five days with Sue as we worked through some health issues with our mother.

Ode to Sue

Although she started life before me
And grew up before I came to know her
She means an awful lot to me
Which this poem ought to show her.

We’ve had our ups, we’ve had our downs
And somehow passed our eighteens,
It wasn’t easy, there were frowns,
Was it something in the genes?

Our aspirations lay in different spheres,
Hers in the art of mother and wife
Raising kids with minimal fears
Leading a relatively normal life.

As I walk down the lonesome road
As my career looms before me,
It helps to lighten the load,
Knowing my big sister’s behind me.

This picture is from about 1959. I’m the towhead on the left (am back to being a towhead today!), my next older sister Pat is in the middle, and the oldest sister Sue is on the right. Love our matching outfits!

Published in: on 6 May 2011 at 10:54 pm  Leave a Comment