I barely remember my maternal great-grandfather; I might have seen him in person two or three times in my life. My mental image of him comes from a “family legend.” At some point my grandmother was apparently behind me watching me walk and told my mother that I reminded her of her dad.
__________
Mama’s
mother
said to
her that
in our
walking,
mine and
Lemuel’s,
although
parted
by the
ages,
yet still
we were
the same:
toes out,
striding
high and
wide, as
though to
stay the
mud from
soiling
our shoes
of white.
(2010)
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