Seeing the mug
Bette’s Ocean View Diner
my mother
Bette Hutchison Silver
I am the connection
of every member
of our family
to my mother
I am becoming
the connection
to my father
Constructing that connection
began seven years ago
after my mother’s death
Discovering documents
hidden in her attic
Researching online
to write
a book
that is and is not
the story of my father
So remember
through me
you are connected
and ever shall be
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November 14, 2018 at 7:11 pm
Lawrence Andre
Interesting theme. I’ve spent years looking at “connection” as part of my leadership work. I used to think I was a connector, but today I wouldn’t describe my role that way. I’m probably more of the strong leg bone. I need others around me to connect me into the larger organism.