Weekly Photo Challenge: On The Move
The law of nature I would change is to take away everyone’s ego so they don’t feel like I just said this line from a song makes me feel.
No one wanting to be better or have more. No one letting their egos get in the way of anything so people would actually get along, we would have no wars, no contests, etc.
I never think of things like “monuments” which is probably due to the family I come from. You can tell by the lack of almost all monuments in our family cemetery plots. It’s not like our family has been destitute but most would rather drink away the money than “waste” it on a cemetery stone.
My Great Aunt Ruth, who didn’t drink, bought a stone for her husband after he passed and that was after he left everything to his brother. My Aunt was one of the few righteous people I have ever met in my life. Every so often I would travel the 30 miles or so to visit the family cemetery and see that lone gray stone in the midst of it. On a visit in 2012 I was shocked to see two new large stones marking 4 graves. Shocking since I was not aware of any living relatives on the Wagner side. My Aunt and her husband were the last of the family I knew of and my Aunt passed in 1958. It had to be a relative of her husbands because they replaced his stone with a double stone that included my Aunt and a double stone for his parents as well that both passed in 1928. It states they brought their family over in 1900, I think from Germany.
When I think of the word abandoned I don’t think of buildings. I think of being abandoned and others that have suffered the same fate.
I think of the crucifixion of Christ.
I do come from a musical family on both sides.
My mother’s side it’s mostly piano and organ. My Aunt Ruth used to be the church organist for a while back in the 1940’s in Detroit.
My father’s side is mostly string, guitar and banjo. I remember some really awesome hootenannies with my dad’s relatives when we went “down south.” Back in the day, most people did play some kind of instrument. My parents were beatniks and while most of his relatives were country, my dad favored folk music and used to play some of the clubs in metro Detroit in the 1960’s.
I have never been great at any musical instrument and only sang with a few people back in the day in reviews, festivals and on stage with Ron Coden for some teen happening before he starting hosting the children’s program “Hot Fudge.”
My instrument of choice was always the guitar but I also used to play the banjo and mandolin as well as the piano.
I have no photos of me entertaining as a musician.
So I’m posting a retro picture my hubby took of me practicing sometime in the 1970’s. Love my go-go boots!
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