Binky
08-23-2009, 09:32 AM
Every once in awhile, throughout the course of ones life, a phrase, a poem, a song, a flick, whatever, will hang with you to haunt you.
The first time this happened to me, I was in the throes of junior high and highly impressionable. It came to me in the form of a poem by Elizabeth Barret Browning.
It was simple, direct and ever so clear as to what it was telling me.
"I cried, because I had no shoes, until I met a man who had no feet."
That poem has been my friend. It has stayed in my heart since the age of 13. It has taught me compassion for others rather than being caught up in myself and my wants. It lives inside of me and shall, until the day I'm put in the ground.
The second time happened was when I was 15. President Kennedy had been in office only a short time. He was a huge icon that made such an impression on me, that two years later, I had to read the book, The Warren Commission, about his assignation and their findings.
In an early speech, he threw out the phrase, "Ask not, what your country can do for you, but ask, what you can do for your country."
Wow! Profound! Direct! And again, clear enough to know what he meant. That line has been buried deep in my soul alongwith the memories of his assignation. It has gone everywhere I have.
And today, decades later, I have to ask myself, " Binky, what have you done to help your country?" And speaking from my heart and in all honesty, other than treating people with kindness and respect, and any and all attempts I make at trying to light up the world with my humor, nothing. Upon saying that, I am saddened, as I have let down my country. I have let down President Kennedy and I have let down myself.
The first time this happened to me, I was in the throes of junior high and highly impressionable. It came to me in the form of a poem by Elizabeth Barret Browning.
It was simple, direct and ever so clear as to what it was telling me.
"I cried, because I had no shoes, until I met a man who had no feet."
That poem has been my friend. It has stayed in my heart since the age of 13. It has taught me compassion for others rather than being caught up in myself and my wants. It lives inside of me and shall, until the day I'm put in the ground.
The second time happened was when I was 15. President Kennedy had been in office only a short time. He was a huge icon that made such an impression on me, that two years later, I had to read the book, The Warren Commission, about his assignation and their findings.
In an early speech, he threw out the phrase, "Ask not, what your country can do for you, but ask, what you can do for your country."
Wow! Profound! Direct! And again, clear enough to know what he meant. That line has been buried deep in my soul alongwith the memories of his assignation. It has gone everywhere I have.
And today, decades later, I have to ask myself, " Binky, what have you done to help your country?" And speaking from my heart and in all honesty, other than treating people with kindness and respect, and any and all attempts I make at trying to light up the world with my humor, nothing. Upon saying that, I am saddened, as I have let down my country. I have let down President Kennedy and I have let down myself.