Sunday, January 13, 2013

Advice to My Mother

Joe, Middlebury, CT 8'12

Ten years ago, Joe sent me this email as I packed my gear to head to Skydive Sebastian in Florida to attend a week long training camp sponsored by Skydive University. 

I love him so!  And, I know you do, too...

From:   m_garassino@sacredheart.edu 
To:  doreeng@nsiserv.com
Subject:  HAVE FUN
02/25/2003 03:53 PM

What's up MOM, sorry i havent been replying to your e-mails. I gotta start checkin it more. Im doing fine, just a little tired from pullin an all nighter for a philosophy test. I just heard this poem in Literature class and liked it a lot and thought you might.

Advice to My Son
-by Peter Meinke

The trick is, to live your days
as if each one may be your last
(For they go fast, and young men lose their lives
in strange and unimaginable ways)
but at the same time, plan long range
(For they go slow: if you survive
the shattered windshield and the bursting shell
you will arrive
at our approximation here below
of heaven or hell).

To be specific, between the peony and the rose
plant squash and spinach, turnips and tomatoes;

beauty is nectar
and nectar, in a desert, saves-
but the stomach craves stronger sustenance
than the honied vine.
Therefore, marry a pretty girl
after seeing her mother;
speak truth to one man,
work with another;
and always serve bread with your wine.

But, son,
always serve wine.

I GUESS IT WOULD ALSO WORK CALLED ADVICE TO MY MOTHER.  BUT HAVE THE TIME OF YOUR LIFE IN FLORIDA.  BE SAFE.  PULL ON TIME.  BUCKLE UP.  DON'T GET SUNBURNT.  AND DONT FORGET TO HAVE FUN.  LOVE, JOE

5 comments:

Ray Garassino said...

How wonderful that you have this. Thank you for sharing it with us.

Thinking of you often.

Love, Ray

TiffanyOfiero124 said...

what a beautiful poem xoox

Joanne Talarico said...

Thinking of you all and sending our love.

Joanne & Tom xo

Thomas Pellini said...

How wonderful it is that the words in this poem would touch Joe the way they did at such a young and tender age. The more we learn about Joe the more we see what a truly amazing son you raised. To know Joe is to love Joe. I pray for him from morning til night. My mom is also praying and sends her love.
Love,
Sherrie

Bear said...

Truely a beautiful poem.
I like Joe's advice at the end of the post.(And his Polo Shirt)

Thoughts, prayers and Love to all!