The Crazy People Excerpt

She was still muttering, rummaging through the remainders of her last hallucination when I hollered "BINGO!" to the crowd of 25 or so, and she stopped to admonish me for being so brash. "Some people here take this game very seriously you know" she whispered, chuckling as she looked nervously about the room. "Whoops, my mistake" I told the number caller while I flushed to the bone. I'd made the mistake intentionally, but there was no reason not to add some dramatic color to my ruse. "You're right mom" I admitted; "Let's let the crazy people win. It'll make them feel better." She laughed and looked me square in the eye. "BINGO" she shouted, and then leaned toward me to whisper "yes let's". With a wink and a smile she collected her prize and settled in for a night of heavy competition, aware that her skeleton had been sprung from its heavily guarded closet at last. I despise bingo. I loved my mother. It was a fair trade. The term "The art of compromise" is a fallacy. It's a science.
This page appears in honor of my mother, and all the many things she was.

Marie

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Once upon a time I wrote and produced music. Oh, I wasn’t all that good at it, but it paid pretty well over a number of years. This particular piece was the first, a test of sorts, a gift to my ex wife. It was our wedding processional, written note by note, humming each to a copyist because I couldn’t play any instrument save the pencil on desktop combination. It’s from a copy of a copy of a copy and better than 25 years old now so the quality is suspect, but I’m proud of it nevertheless; if only because in my wildest dreams I’d never thought myself talented enough to make music. I thank Bruce Bednarchuk, Gary Schulte, John Taddiken and Steve Vecchi, for providing the actual playing of the notes as a favor to me.

Push Me; You Know You Want To

 

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3 comments to Marie

  • That was lovely, Ron. Particularly the violins behind the melody.

  • Bruce Bednarchuk

    Wow, was that cool to hear all those years come back in about a minute and a half. I can’t quite recall how I stumbled into this, but I guess it’s because I’m also old and stupified. The flugel-horn was played by a gentleman by the name of Steve Vecchi. Maybe I’m not that old. Anyway, it was great to hear and re-live a little of my past this morning. Thank you and may the rest of your journey be filled with love and peace. Bye for now.
    Bruce Bednarchuk/New Prairie Music.

    • I’d bet you found this doing a vanity google search lol. I remembered Vecchi’s name about 20 minutes after I posted this. I dunno why I never came back and fixed it, but I will now. Nice to hear from you Bruce. I hope all is going well.

      Ron

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