"Gunman kills 7 in church"
--St. Paul Pioneer Press, September 16, 1999.
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Lately, my two-and-a-half-year old daughter has started to stutter.
"Daddy," she says "l-l-let's dance. I w-w-want dancing music."
The Brian Setzer Orchestra CD is in her hands.
"Honey, it's too late for dancing music," I tell her.
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"He was very calm and looked normal and was smoking a cigarette."
--St. Paul Pioneer Press, September 16, 1999.
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My youngest daughter has lost the smell of spice, but she reaches out
and stuffs her fingers in my mouth. She has recently learned to laugh,
and the game of peek-a-boo is a mystery of sudden appearances.
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"The man reloaded several times during the rampage. Three empty clips were found at the scene, police said."
--St. Paul Pioneer Press, September 16, 1999.
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I bought a large bouquet of Chrysanthemum's for my family today.
When my wife left to get lettuce, Tess pointed at the flowers.
"That o-o-one is for Natalie, that one is for mommy, that one is for daddy,
and that one is for Tess." She did a somersault on the floor
and asked me to tickle her. Then my wife came home and made supper.
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