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One of the Best Days of My Life

Before the darkside of my fathers drinking began to loom in the corners of my life I remember being lifted onto a barstool at his favorite watering hole in Elmira N.Y. Suddenly a crowd of people had gathered around us Then without warning a woman behind the bar handed me a blond Labradore puppy My father cought the puppy and me in mind air as we fell backwards The entire crowd roared with laughter and that was one of the best days of my life Sometimes you forget memories like that when things get bad And the people you love begin to let you down one time to ofton Years later I Learned the woman in the bar and my father were more than friends And my mothers crazy out bursts were not so crazy after all Still you have to forgive or lose your mind asking yourself why Because most people will tell you"If I knew why I did it I probably wouldn't have done it I know it's little concliation but untile we move into a realm of perfection We need to save ourselves by forgiving everyone else

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Date: 6/21/2013 3:58:00 PM
Forgiveness. Chapter and Verse the very best answer. And as you said the only way to save ourselves. Really liked this one
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Date: 6/19/2013 5:36:00 AM
- I like this very much Michael !! - It feels so "real" ... a "bit of your inner soul" (?) - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 6/8/2013 6:13:00 AM
Hi Micheal, I like the moral message in this piece.Forgiveness is the best medicine for the soul and this will of course clear the clutters in life.The truth is spoken well in this piece
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Date: 6/6/2013 7:55:00 PM
Very interesting Michael. I guess those who came before us had their own demons. Perhaps, as we understand them, we can forgive. I find, however, that there is always tarnish. I have never been able to completely forgive the abusers in my life. To the extent that we can break the chains of behavior that go from one generation to the next, that is quite remarkable. And yes, there is never perfection. A nice set of thoughts you have made.
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Date: 6/6/2013 7:13:00 AM
We need to save ourselves by forgiving everyone else: these last words descrive at best the true background of the poem, where a sad fact of life assumes a nice meaning....
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Date: 6/5/2013 4:17:00 AM
The best memories turn out to be the saddest ones. thank you for sharing. Trust that you are well :)
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Michael Ainsley
Date: 8/18/2016 9:00:00 AM
Thank you Sasha.
Date: 6/4/2013 10:46:00 AM
A fine yet ultimately sad tale well-told, Michael. There's great truth in the last line: forgiving ourselves... Jack
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