Jake Sure Loved His Beans

My stepdad’s name was Eldon, but his best friends called him Jake.
“Missoura” born, he loved guy  things like fishing on a lake.
He’d gone into the Navy after having grown up poor
and then got shipped across the ocean for Korea’s war.

Later with three kids, divorced, he met my mom and then
he married her, and we became a family of ten!
This new dad, Jake, a simple man, worked hard to keep us fed.
He liked his breakfast “Wheaties” and his lunch made out of bread.

He told us how he’d walked to school with cardboard on his feet,
and how they’d not had much to eat of costly things like meat.
I don’t know if Depression Era kids ate many greens,
but one thing we became aware of. .  . Jake sure loved his beans!

I couldn’t understand how he could be so crazy for
the one food that he ate so much of back when he was poor.
But Eldon liked all kinds of beans, like those slow cooked with ham,
then topped with ketchup, and he liked beans straight out of the can.

In summer we’d be packed into his station wagon car,
a camper hooked behind us, and we always traveled far.
We’d eat bread and bologna, chips, and cans of pork and beans.
No fancy eating out for our large clan, by any means!

And on those rare occasions Mom was not around to cook,
Jake had a recipe not in Mom’s Betty Crocker’s book.
He’d mix some pork and beans with fried ground beef and heat it up
over buttered cornbread and we  heartily would sup!

Recalling happy supper times like those, I sometimes wish
that we could all again be meeting for that great bean dish!
For Mom fixed lots of kinds of meals, and Eldon’s attitude
was “Clean your plates” so I (thin then)  became a fan of food.

We kids moved on; Mom cooked for only Eldon. How time flew!
Our step dad passed away, and Mom no longer cooks for two.
She eats Weight-Watcher’s way now, but I bet she’d love to make
a pot of Navy beans again for her good man called Jake.


For the relatives poetry contest
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Konos Avatar
February 13, 2014 at 6:48 PM
Just for the record... I think you are totally brilliant So clever.... Thanks for entering my contest
Ali Avatar
February 10, 2014 at 12:26 PM
Congratulations on the win. such wonderful memories you have and so well expressed. loved this one :)
Johnson Avatar
February 10, 2014 at 12:12 PM
So nice to hear you talk of things that make you seem so human. Did your father Jake ever try to make his bean dish with some cumin? :) Really enjoy going down memory lane with you Andrea. Peace. :)
Mehta Avatar
February 9, 2014 at 7:35 AM
Very interesting theme and nice take on it. congrats on the win, andrea
Bauer Avatar
February 8, 2014 at 7:07 PM
well done, andrea! i enjoyed this tribute to your stepdad very much. congrats on your win...
Jerden Avatar
February 8, 2014 at 9:14 AM
I see you dug way back for this one, Andrea. Interesting to see how your style has evolved. I'm kinda going through the same thing. I'm a beans (pinto) and cornbread comfort food guy as well, pretty much for the same reasons. Congratulations!
Johnson Avatar
February 7, 2014 at 10:50 AM
a great story and a great poem Andrea. congratulations. Love, Joyce
Ryerson Avatar
February 7, 2014 at 5:22 AM
Congrats my friend...I have heard that one could survive on a diet of nothing but beans but lordy, can you imagine? (Where's the air freshener?) Tim
Ryerson Avatar
February 7, 2014 at 5:24 AM
Ditto to Joe's comment...perfect rhyme throughout
Flach Avatar
February 7, 2014 at 12:09 AM
You sure spilled the beans on Jake/Eldon. Nice tribute. Sometimes it is the simple things in life that makes us happiest. Yes, you might think he wouldn't like what he was forced to eat when he was poor, but, those beans probably became part of his comfort zone. Thanks for sharing his story. The rhyming was great! This was a real joy to read.
Kayode Avatar
February 7, 2014 at 12:06 AM
Congrats Andrea for your winning with this great work,I am happy with this.
Taylor Avatar
June 24, 2012 at 2:58 PM
Congrats, Andrea. Awesome tribute. Great job. Nice going, my friend. hugs, Ralph
Brown Avatar
June 23, 2012 at 7:21 AM
Congratulations on your win in P.D.'s "father & beyond" contest Andrea. Love, Carol
The Drunken Poet Avatar
June 21, 2012 at 5:44 AM
Congratulations on your well deserved win!!!!THIS IS STUPENDOUS BEYOND MEASURE!
A   Avatar
June 20, 2012 at 10:05 PM
WOW..I WAS THE LAST PERSON TO COMMENT THIS...MANY MANY YEARS AGO..LOL..I'M BACK......, Congratulations for your heartfelt poem. Thank you for supporting my contest;-) Good night~PD
A   Avatar
June 20, 2012 at 10:06 PM
WOW...LOOK AT ME THE BRAT ON THE BOTTOM... BACK I THE YEAR 2010.... HE HE HE...
A   Avatar
March 30, 2010 at 7:32 PM
This is funny. Whos that your hubby. Nice. I like them beans my self. I did my first Haiku. If I did not get the picture . Soup mail it to me . MY MISTAKE.
Smith-Johnsen Avatar
March 18, 2010 at 7:11 AM
Now Andrea, Yo ask me if I eaten' possum? I don't reckin so and I ain't plannin to try! LOL I have met a few people who have eaten possum. I forgot what they said about whether they taste like Chicken or not. I haven't tried it. We moved a possum once that was getting our chickens. Later, well... The one that was in the feed when I opened the lid, too... Before we had chickens, we used to just run them off...that didn't last long, though. HUGE TEETH! Have you tried it?
Culverhouse Avatar
March 18, 2010 at 6:24 AM
nice memories, that is the making the most out of life story--
Smith-Johnsen Avatar
March 16, 2010 at 6:41 AM
Are beans starchy? And corn bread? LOL Red potatoes! Okay, Andrea, I admit it...I love starchy! Smiles. Dane Ann
Austin Avatar
March 16, 2010 at 5:18 AM
This poem is great! I can get into the depression era real fine. I still love all the cheap food - beans, hot dogs, spaghetti, macaroni and cheese, lunch meats of all kinds. BUMMER! Can't eat any of 'em....gout! I'd rather eat a good burger than a steak any day. Love, daver
Smith-Johnsen Avatar
March 16, 2010 at 4:13 AM
BIG SMILE! We tried it on potatoes...didn't have cornbread fixes on hand. Jake was right! It is good. It might be good on fritos, too. Have a super day my friend. Lovingly, Dane Ann
Witt-King Avatar
March 15, 2010 at 9:39 PM
Oh Andrea, what a great story! and such a wonderfully written quatrain. It reminds me of my mom's cooking. Ground hamburger meat and pinto beans. Honestly, I don't think she knew how to cook anything else! Thank you for your generous comments on both my recent and early poems. You kind of pointed the way, so to speak, and helped me see how things work here on the Soup. I appreciate that.
Chachere Avatar
March 15, 2010 at 2:17 PM
lol.the only beans i like are the ones used for a barbecue. oh, and im doing fine(: how about you?! -Always&Forever Lynette
A  Avatar
March 15, 2010 at 9:39 AM
Yes them beans are real good. When u stop eating them goody beans u will see what u gain..
Freeman Avatar
March 15, 2010 at 9:24 AM
An awesome and touching poem Andrea. Reminded of "My Pa's Law". Theses are memories of times more important to us than we ever realized they ever would be.Smile! Nostalgic, Thanks for sharing! Agape, Moses
Knop Avatar
March 15, 2010 at 9:10 AM
Jake must have been a good man, Andrea! I had a stepfather, too, but it was different. Thank you for your comments...Gert
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