Thanks Dad

     I have been having difficulties with my network provider for the past few days, and it has left me with little time and opportunity to prepare my introductions for some of the poems. Also I have to mention e-mails, I cannot possibly read and respond to the daunting amount of surprises that awaited me..So I’m afraid I have to take a “Mulligan” on a considerable number of them. I apologize for this, but I have no choice.

     My Memorial Day series continues;

     As you know, on Wednesday I posted a poem dedicated to family members who died within a very short time span in 2009. This next poem is also of a personal nature, it’s dedicated to my father who passed away on May 7th 1969 (forty years earlier, to the day, that my mother joined him)when he was only 51 years old. Some thoughts in this poem are wishes, if only I hads, and if only I coulds. But, life doesn’t give us the chance to see the future, for if it did there would be one less poem of a posthumous thank you.

     I would like to take a moment also to extend my deepest gratitude to those of you who have offered your support and prayers to me and my family, for the losses of our loved ones.

     Thank you all,


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 Yes, I was spanked,

but, never was beaten,

and banished from the table,

without having eaten.

And I saw my father’s wrath,

at my defying,

of a punishment earned,

for my straight-faced lying.


 But, I remember the laughter,

a hundred times the tears.

A good and fair man he,

I’ll respect all my years.

A husband and father,

and a hard-working man.

Devoted to family,

but, for just a short span.


 Gone to the Lord,

at just fifty-one,

his work here complete,

his job here, well done.

The years now long past,

since I was that lad,

and the man who I am,

I owe to my dad.


 Jack Downing

                                                                         Sept. 2011

     In memory of Frederick W. Downing


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Hearth and Health are wonderful things and if you're without either such sorrow that brings So I cannot express enough thanks to my Lord and to my family and friends for the support you afford! ~Jack Downing~
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13 Responses to Thanks Dad

  1. Such a short life. Seems you were cheated. I too was spanked but never beaten.

    • I think that if some kids were “spanked” more today, we would have fewer self-centered, spoiled, disrespectful punks,(for lack of a better word)and more wonderfully composed, socially respected and intelligent people like you and me.(That last part is pure speculation. read: BS)


      • The quality of your character is well exhibited in your poetry and themes. I’m still repairing mine from those drinkin days. But I did not steal and can be trusted.

      • Well I’m still in my drinkin’ days, and I can be trusted as well….To have another, hic,..God Bless you Carl keep up the good work..Oh, I almost forgot, I am sincerely touched by your words as to my character, thanks so much for your support and friendship.. Ps. I’m still trying to get squared away with this Memorial Day series, so I haven’t had a chance to delve into your “Guest Wednesday” request as of yet, and I don’t do pics very well, I’ll have to learn how to do that photoshop or whatever it is and get back to you on that part of it. (But I don’t think even that, will help with this mug.) Have yourself a special Saturday pal, you’ve earned it. Jake.


  2. Sally says:

    This always moves me each and every time I read it!

  3. Beth Ann says:

    Made me tear up. 51 was so young but he would be so proud of you today! Of that I am sure!

    • I’m not so sure, but I’d like to think he wouldn’t be so hard on himself for the outcome..Thanks so much as always Beth Ann, it is nice to know there are stillpeople out there like you.


  4. sahil khanna says:

    You made me remember my dad today, i was 10 when he left me, he was 53 at that time after that my life really turned but to be honest i don’t miss him for being gone as that’s life one has to face but i wasn’t able to see him for the last two months of his life and then suddenly i have to see a person whom i used to play with till the age of 9, not speaking to me. i wrote a poem for him “the second last meeting” if you wish to read it’s here – .

    • Sahil, your poem is beautifully written and it is obviously from the heart. Forgiveness sometimes comes with realizing that we are all human and therefore capable of great things, as well as great mistakes. What is in your heart is what defines you. Thank you for your kind words and your subscription as well.

  5. yearstricken says:

    Your father would have been so proud that you wrote this poem for him. He sounds like a good father.

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