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Ricky and John

Ricky and John. Ricky and John, Oh! How they belonged. Ricky thought John to be so very strong. John thought Ricky to be so very wrong. Together they would play to their mother’s dismay. In a coal ben some of the innocent day. More to their mother’s dismay the more they played. Oh the coal dust clothing we could display. Those were the Golden innocent childhood days Gone to their dismay to a much greater day. A day in which the more, manly way is to obey.

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Richard Lamoureux

Date: 8/28/2016 9:28:00 AM

When I was a kid I was Ricky, as an adult Rick. When I moved or west I became Richard. If I move one more time I will be Dick. So I think I'll stay put.

Reta Pruitt

Date: 8/24/2016 2:17:00 AM

John, childhood memories are like a dear and cherished friend...always there when you need them. May I wish you much peace, love and joy also. P. S. your poem touched my heart

John Hardison
Date: 8/25/2016 2:56:00 AM

Thanks much for your comment. Entering by the coal chute was the main attraction and thrill that often got us started. Then to us six year olds the sliding was long ways down. Peace, Love and Joy.

Nette Onclaud

Date: 8/21/2016 11:10:00 AM

wonderful write about close ties; i am touched, john!..huggs

John Hardison
Date: 8/21/2016 3:51:00 PM

Thanks much for your comment. With age such friendships grow more dear. Only innocents could provide. Peace, Love and Joy.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 8/20/2016 6:30:00 PM

cute one. I guess Ricky is your brother then!!

John Hardison
Date: 8/20/2016 8:09:00 PM

Thanks much for your comment. Ricky was a close friend like a brother and was treated as the same. Peace, Love and Joy.

John Hardison

Date: 8/19/2016 9:20:00 AM

Thanks much for your comment. Us boys shared mothers 'punitive' aghast. So it is we remember. Peace, Love and Joy.

Jan Allison

Date: 8/19/2016 8:45:00 AM

I could picture the scene 2 blackened smiling faces and a mum aghast at the grime everywhere - lovely childhood memories John:-) hugs jan xx

John Hardison
Date: 8/19/2016 9:22:00 AM

Placed my reply in wrong place. See reply above.