2019,
this day.
winter,
wind
howling,
cold,
cloudy,
and
gray.
1957,
yesterday
the
train,
Illinois
Central
pulling
into
Union
Station,
St.
Louis.
Grandma
arrives
from
Chicago,
woolen
overcoat
and
hat,
suitcase
in hand.
Three
grandsons,
my
father,
my
two
brothers
and I
rush
into
her
arms.
2019,
this day,
my
71st year,
in
my mind’s eye,
remembering
a
day gone by,
and
Grandma’s
heart-warming
smile.
Chris
Hanch 1-19-19
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