thought I was somethin’…

mom was checkin’ on me last night…,the old man said…,she sat right there an’ was talkin’ to me for the longest of time…,swigged on a Pepsi…,we were reminiscing ’bout old times in Dallas…back ‘fore you was born…

mom’s gone pop…

where’d she go to…she was here last night…tellin’ each other stories of when we were kids…just kids…

oh yeah…

she told me how nervous she was on our first date…didn’t know what to make of me…thought I was really somethin’…

how so…

well I worked two or three jobs back then an’ I never had time to think ’bout anything but maybe little of this an’ a little of that…mostly ’bout work…see I’ve worked all my life…never been without a job since I was a kid…

thought you were somethin’ huh…

she did…didn’t know what to make of some guy with a car and some dough in his pocket…not much…just some…thought I was Howard Hughes…,the old man laughed…,she thought I was really somethin’…

you know we buried her this time last year pop…

huh…well I’ll be…maybe it was a dream she come to me in…maybe a ghost…

maybe pop…maybe…

funny how ya’ forget things isn’t it…

yeah…

she would always remind me…take out the garbage…this bill is due…PTA meeting tonight…always remindin’ me…always..

yeah…she was good at that…

where’d she go…where’d she go…

she passed away dad…

that’s right…she did…sure thought I was somethin’…sure thought I was somethin’…

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