I Long To See My Mother In The Doorway

by Captain Bill

I long to see my mother in the doorway.

My mother in the doorway

My mother in the doorway

I longed to see my mother standing in the doorway, as she stood there years ago her boy to greet…and here she is, just like I remembered, only 89 years old and doing good. She has very little peer pressure, she has outlived most of her peers.

I was lucky to have been born and raised by this woman, on this farm, in rural Indiana near the banks of the Wabash River. This is where I was taught the values of honesty, honor, and hard work that have made me who I am today.

Bill on the tailgate of his truck, on the banks of the Wabash River

Bill on the tailgate of his truck, on the banks of the Wabash River

That doesn’t mean I’m the smartest guy though. For example, I still have this 2002 Chevy 4 wheel drive pickup with only 30,000 miles on it that sits out in the corn crib 11 months out of the year. It’s not getting any more valuable, but I like to have it when I come back to visit. Got to haul the watermelons in something…:-)

My brother Jim and son Matt, sorting the watermelons

My brother Jim and son Matt, sorting the watermelons

It was a good year for melons…

Look at these giant watermelons

Look at these giant watermelons

One of these was the best watermelon we ever ate.

A bend in the Wabash River

A bend in the Wabash River

A lot of my best memories started where I was standing when I took this photo.

My son Matt painting a Wabash River Scene

My son Matt painting a Wabash River Scene

We saw two eagles fly upstream along the far bank in front of us, then cut across the river and land in a tree half way around the bend.

I’m enjoying my family on the banks of the Wabash.

I long to see my mother in the doorway.

Bill Grimes, son of Alice and Jean Grimes; “Oh the moonlight’s fair tonight along the Wabash…”

On The Banks Of The Wabash Far Away;

Happy Mothers Day;

I’m Proud Of My Parents;

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1 barry August 30, 2010 at 4:54 pm

Awesome description of your life at the farm. Make the most of the time with your mother Bill. My mom passed away last thanksgiving day, she was 97. Just like you, I can still see her in my mind, standing at the door waving me goodbye. I miss the cup of tea and a chat, that wonderful chocolate cake and those Birthday cards that never failed to arrive on time. Look forward to seeing you in Iquitos again, when I return from California later this year.
Barry Brett

2 leon jones August 31, 2010 at 1:28 pm

So good to see you and Matt. What wonderful memories you must have of the land. Your mother doesn’t look like she’s 89. She looks much, much younger. And those watermelons. They must be delicious. How is your health? Looking forward to see you again.

3 MELODY MURRAY May 20, 2011 at 3:50 pm

Bill, loved reading this about your mom, and growing up in Indiana. Our moms are friends, even though they haven’t seen each other in years! Mom is 93 and in assisted living now. When I saw her a few weeks ago, she asked about your Mom. I have happy memories of your family, too. Your Dad gave me my first bite of smoked salmon. I was sure I’d hate it, but of course I didn’t. And your brother, Jim, gave me my first kiss! (I know he hates it when I blab about it, but he’ll just have to deal with it!) Anyway, so enjoy your pics and blogs. And so glad that a WHS grad has become so happy and successful so far from home! BEST WISHES.

4 Captain Bill May 20, 2011 at 5:30 pm

Thanks so much Melody, for making me feel so good, and I have many happy memories about you and your family. I long to see my mother in the doorway again…

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