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Crisp

Crisp speech tidal wave of vowels and consonants

Contrained in her throat.

Not sure I made myself clear,

Not sure I empathized

The singular purpose

Of my intentions,

But, no,

It's not in my best interest,

So, I decline.

She was holding the door

And it was time for him

To leave.

A sigh and a tip of the proverbial hat

And he

Was

Gone.

Well, that was easy, she thought.

Pouring a glass of wine,

Sitting down to think it through,

Yea, quite easy,

Until he drove his truck through her front door.

That's how it started.

That's how it ended.

Son to Son to Son

Down the line

Think of the fact.

A son begets a son,

A daughter begets a daughter,

Long lines of women,

Long lines of men,

To bring us here

Together.

Deborah Jane Thompson

Margaret Jane Fries            James Theodore Thompson

Marion McConnell Tarr         Theodore Gregg Thompson

Frances Mary Miller             James Alexander Thompson     

Margaret Jane McCord         James Thompson

Margaret Nelson                 James Thompson

Margaret Graggius              John Thompson

Maria Elizabeth Correll