November 22nd, 1963...
Junior year
Sitting in a noisy high school cafeteria.
JFK shot in Dallas.
Silence.
A sick joke, right?
Wrong! Gone! Never to return...
Tears.
Anguish.
This I remember.
Two Kings lost in Memphis...
A dream dissolves in a pool of blood on the balcony of the Lorraine Motel,
An accidental overdose at Graceland.
Those moments, I too remember.
But others are missing.
Extraordinary moments, important only to me.
AWOL from memory.
LAST times.
If only I'd known...
The last time I danced on Daddy's feet,
The last time I heard my mother's voice calling me home to supper,
The last time I kissed the boy who would haunt my dreams for life.
Moments.
Fleeting... priceless... gone...
Never to be recalled.