The Family Registry
Mark Gregory Hill-a man among boys.he surveyed land for twenty years or more,could scale
any tree,catch any fish,hunt any animal.now,only a month removed from losing a
child,stands alone,hand in pocket,contemplating the life that took it all.
Harold Gene Smith-the one we call "Nuner",the one who did over a decade of service in the
navy.the man who had kids and tried to raise them.pizza resteraunts,recording music,his
tune never played out and a star never got to shine.he bought land in south carolina and an
idea of marriage,both ruined by now.by time.
Andrew Frank Bowen-the liver.the first to smile and pass the salt.the first given the name
Bowen,our last name.a place to be was work for him.he could carry tragic news and keep it
from you.now,after years of toil and two divorces,kids and bills eat away at his
soul,tormented by the law and the front side of society,he kept his will intact of and above it
all,to be a soldier for the light side.
Christian Keith Bowen-the eternal child.the foremost in thought and wisdom.the right to bear
arms and keep god out of our ideas tis all he stood for.twenty heartbreaking years of service
in the pizza industry and left only with clinched jaws and clinched fists.he misses melissa
chambliss,a light to the world,and he misses his dog sisco,taken from him too soon.to do a
ghostshow on tv and put out a poetry book his only demand.
Marjorie Lynn Bowen-a bastion.her son a child of will and destruction.fear in her eyes never
measured she missed her mom,and toiling never bothered her.she could write the will of
your family and never see the light of day.to move to music she would,and only a diet coke
at the end of the day her reward.
this is my family.brothers and sisters we are.
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Chris Bowen
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