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A Tribute, by Dick Hanzelka, 2002 |
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On the last day of the 1980 Southeast Iowa Writing
Project, my Dad died suddenly from an infection of the pancreas. He was an
eighty-year old retired butcher who always prayed he would never have to
wind up in a nursing home unable to care for himself; his prayers were
answered. As I absently browsed through some of his
belongings the day after he died, I was struck by the perfect summary of
his life contained in the old black wallet he had carried with him for a
very long time. One comer of the wallet had two staples in it that long
ago failed in their mission to hold worn seams together. The only items in
the wallet were a single dollar bill, two copies of "Today's
Chuckle" and a religious scapular. My Dad had little material wealth and was not
concerned about it. A single dollar provided him with a walk downtown for
a beer; the combination of exercise and liquid kept him reasonably
healthy. He loved joking with people and had an original wit that rivaled
Will Rogers. If I read one of his "Today's Chuckles," carefully
tom from the daily paper, I read a thousand. He presented each one with
the same sly grin of anticipation and, "here's a good one." He
lived for a laugh and had no time for ceremony and pomposity from which he
derived some of his heartiest laughter. The religious scapular represented perhaps the most
important part of his life. My Dad was a constant visitor at the Catholic
church located across the alley from our house. It didn't matter what time
of day it was, he stopped in the church. He prayed a daily rosary and
constantly reminded those around him to trust in God. Saint Teresa is
credited with saying that we should treat life as a second rate hotel from
which you know you will be moving to a first rate eternity. There is no
doubt in my mind that he had his reservations made and that he is enjoying
his accommodations. I wish you could have know him before he became
wealthy and changed hotels; now you will just have to wait to meet Louis
Hanzelka -my Dad. |
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