Mother was
not a dreamer, at least she never talked of dreams.
Never once
do I recall her saying, I sure would like to visit Hawaii
Some day, or
if I felt better and was fit enough, I sure would love
To Hike the
Himalayas in Tibet. In fact, she never spoke of distan-
ces very far
away from home. All her life was lived within a 5 to 10
Mile radius
of where she was born. Father on the other hand had
More dreams
than he could manage, but glued himself grudgingly
To the task
of family breadwinner. The only time he left the coun-
try was
during WWII when he was stationed in the Virgin Islands.
Mother and
father for the most part never saw eye-to-eye, and
Rarely if
ever got along. One with no dreams, the other with so
Many
unfulfilled. Both, however, believed in an all-loving, all-know-
ing,
all-powerful god. Both were devout Catholics who prayed every
Day, each in
their own way. Neither ever heard back from him in
Their
lifetimes as far as I could tell. Unfortunately, God had been
Called away
by the Catholics at that time to intercede in the conver-
Sion of
Russia. I cannot say for sure, but as it turned out, perhaps
Answers came
for that which they were told to pray.
Chris
Hanch 8-2-15
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