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What's Wrong with this Picture?
I haven't had much time to update my Flickr account as of late. However, I don't want to post pictures for the sake of posting pictures. Here is one from my "What's Wrong with this Picture?" series. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 1st off it is a photograph of a cheap ordinary clothes hanger. This is the type of hanger you will receive from the dry cleaners. Before I explain why I am posting a picture of an ordinary clothes hanger, I would like to take time out to think of my father. My Mother and Father are very special to me. My mother passed away in 1997 and my father is at home recovering from a heart valve replacement surgery. He was born in 1919 while she was born in 1917. That means my father was 90 years old when he had his surgery. Thankfully he has the health of a 75 year old man otherwise the doctors would not have done the surgery. Both my parents lived through the great depression, lived through WWII and had an appreciation for what little they had. My dad was in the glider corps in the Army. The gliders were considered one of the most dangerous WWII programs. Thankfully he did not have to go into battle due to the fact that George Patton had already cleaned out the area he was assigned to. My dad was an Engineer who was tasked to help build an airfield in France. I thank God every day that I still have my father to talk to. Oh, about that coat hanger. Commercial hangers were constructed with metal wire and a cardboard tube for the base. They were intended for short term use to let you pick up your clothes from the cleaners. The cardboard tubes would always bend and make the hanger useless. If you look at this one, you'll notice that the card board tube has been replaced due to the carboard tube bending. My father replaced the defective tube with a bamboo plant section. The plant is called Aurundinaria and it grows here in the south. My dad was/is used to the depression days when you made do with what you had. Even today, he makes use of things most people would just throw away. Even coat hangers. My generation and others after me have forgotton the saying, "You do not know what you have until you lose it." I see too many people today who do not appreciate the fact that we have food on the table. They have become selfish and whine and complain about things they do not have. We have groups of people who feel like the government and society owe them. Other people have become complacent and indifferent. This hanger is a reminder to me that I should NEVER take the things I have for granted. I love you DAD. Please get well soon.Laundry Girl ~ Ludo
"Laundry Girl, your eyes like apple trees, your voice like sprayed Febreeze You had the cleanest dirty laundry that a Laundromat had ever seen Laundry Girl, you said that I should read Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy Oh my love, please tell me were you real or just a dream? It was 4:03 in a world asleep except for me Alone in the Laundromat, the air too hot to breathe The Tide was getting low, my pockets were drained My socks were soaked, my colors all stained Cycles agitating on, God damn, I needed some change You walked right through the door Laundry Girl, your eyes like apple trees, your voice like sprayed Febreeze You had the cleanest dirty laundry that a Laundromat had ever seen Oh, Laundry Girl, I'm stuck between this crumpled five and a coin machine Your quarters breathe like minutes to my soul You loaned me coins to dry my socks, I walked you home at 6:00 Your flip-flops flip-flopped, we made fun of Charlie Sheen You said the Kids in the Hall was the best show of them all I told you how wrong you were You whirled around to make your case, to put me right back in my place You held your laundry in your arms, it said I-mean-it on your face And in my last clean shirt, I was completely off-guard When Laundry Girl, you kissed me hard Beneath that stormy morning sky, those corny joggers jogging by We stood like statues in the street, the traffic backing up for miles Your heart was permanent pressed to mine, the streets were clean, the socks were dry I held you like I'd lost and found you, hitching hikers had their guide Our lips were heavens opened up, you fit like coffee to my cup Through galaxies of apple trees, you were my first clean love And in my last clean shirt, I turned around and you were gone Oh I never got to say goodbye, oh oh Laundry Girl, darlin' don't ya see that I found my place in the galaxy Oh my love, please tell me were you real or just a dream? Will somebody please tell me was she real or just a dream? Laundry Girl, I love you from my socks to my pocket-T Just a dream to me - Laundry Girl" LAUNDRY GIRL ~ LUDO
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