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Family History

Family History
by Edmund Siejka

A sense of guilt
Made him search the hall closet
Until he found the old cardboard box.
Opening it
He stared 
At a handful of dusty photos.

He remembered Aunt Jenny,
 Who told funny stories,
How families in Europe
Lived near borders and one could have a German last name
And be French or even Czech.

Or how uncle Tomas
Made his way to York, PA.
Thinking it was New York
When told that it wasn’t
He shrugged his shoulders 
Saying York, PA was okie dokie by him.

Or cousin Laurence who worked in a coal mine 
Until he couldn’t take it anymore
And ran away to a dairy farm in New Jersey.

Putting the faded photos back into the carboard box 
He wondered if his granddaughter really wanted 
To research their family tree
Like she promised.

When the realization came to him 
That most of the photos had been thrown away
Back when his father said
No one wanted to remember the old days.

Pushing aside coats and jackets
He carefully returned the box back to the hall closet 
Regretting that he never kept the old photos and papers.

Sitting down  
He wondered if anyone even cared
That the old days had been mindlessly tossed away.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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