What do you see... that is still the same today?
What do you see… after nineteen years have flown by?
What do you see… by the dawn's earliest pink light?
What do you see… as we continue our perilous fight?
What do you see… looking down at two holes in the solemn ground?
What do you see… forever searching and maybe still not found?
What do you see… nineteen diligent years later?
What do you see… as you peer into those deep craters?
What do you see… from an airplane’s crash?
What do you see… past all the fire and burned ash?
What do you see… past the smoke and dusty air?
What will you believe… as people begin to not care?
And do you still hear… that valiant band playing through the quiet air?
And will you bear witness… to those fighting still and forever as they must?
As the next round starts... and we have to keep rolling past all the dust.
What do you see… through twilights shining gleam?
What do you see… past all those forces unseen?
What do you see… through those shining bright stars and breathtaking broad stripes?
What do you see… through the horror of all those bombs bursting this very night?
What do you see… through pollution and the reddest of red blood?
What do you see… as free men - and women - stand here in the mud?
What do you see… past Liberty’s smile?
What do you see… from sea to shining sea all those miles?
What do you see… though concealed fighting to be disclosed?
What do you see… as foe’s strike their continual battle blows?
Do you see there is proof?
That our flag is still there?
Oh Say Darling Can You See… her most beautiful story?
As she stands here - proud… in all of her glory?
Yes - I do.
I do see it all.
Yes even in war’s havoc and confusion and nineteen years later.
I even see Heaven on Earth and God our Creator.
I see that reflection shine above all and very tall.
I see Angels in the sky… And God in our hearts as we bawl.
I see reflection bounced off millions of broken chains.
Forever more - unconfined.
I see all those who paved our very way.
With their very lives - they all gave.
Yes, I see those next pages of her remarkable story be flipped.
As her bright blazen stays now - and forever - lit.
And, I STILL see the land of the freest of free… and know that this is God’s Country home, of the very, very brave. ~
Go ahead and admit it - with great pride and your head held high… you’ve been spending more time on the phone lately, haven’t you?
It may be one of the single greatest positive acts that has resulted from the coronavirus pandemic. People have definitely been talking to one another on the phone, more than they had been in any of the recent past.
And all this talking, it got me thinking... about Lucy Ricardo...
Because Lucy always spent massive amounts of time on the phone.
I’m a huge ‘I Love Lucy’ fan. I have been, my whole life. My grandparents turned me onto it, and when I think of Lucy, I think of them. I have memories of being with my Papa and Grandma - in person - in their house, with Lucy playing in the background.
While we visited, and talked, and laughed, and cooked, and baked, and played games, and read, and celebrated holidays, as well as a whole heck of a lot of regular days, Lucy tended to be there right alongside us.
And whether you’re a fan or not, my point about Lucy is this:
She spent a lot of time at home. Inside her house.
She wasn’t quarantined. There was no active plague. But she was at home, a lot.
But home, or not, she always seemed to get herself into some sort of trouble. Big or small. There was always a crisis, many times of her own making, that needed solving.
And with problem solving comes communication. And so she was always on the phone. Trying to solve one problem - while creating many others in her wake.
Lucy talked so much on the phone that it might have well been her speciality... Her art. Her unique talent in life.
But I also tend to think she used the phone simply to help pass some of her time - in between and amongst those many problems, of course.
And Ricky was always making fun of her for that time spent. He’d be reading the paper, and she’d be on the phone - for hours at a time. Ricky couldn’t understand it! He couldn’t fathom how a person could spend so much of their time talking into that odd-shaped device? And most of the time it was all just chit-chat. Lucy gossiping with her friends. Rumors spreading, and lots of laughing. And always getting herself into scrapes - of varying degrees of that trouble I mentioned.
And a lot of those phone calls were between her and Ethel Mertz. Her best friend, landlord, and close neighbor. They lived one floor apart in the same apartment building - directly above and below one another - for years.
And even though they lived so very, very close, they spent hours on that telephone, with each other.
After hours - of gabbing away - as Ricky might say, one of them would come to the realization that they needed to borrow a cup of sugar from the other. They’d then hang up the phone, and go up or down the single flight of stairs, to get the cup of sugar from the other, in person.
And Ricky would then be even further confused… thinking - why couldn’t they have talked in person that whole time?
So today, while people are keeping some seriously major distance from one another - they have been seeking new ways of communication. And it’s almost like people have re-discovered the phone, and what it’s original intended use was for.
Cause it certainly wasn’t originally intended to get your news, your emails, your social media notifications, or to play video games. It was to talk, using voice.
Maybe a lost art?
Because people just don’t really do it anymore.
Instead, people rely almost solely on the following:
Tweets. Texts. Telegrams - oh wait, we don’t have that one anymore, do we?
Snaps. Tagging. Email. Private Message. Facebook. Insta. Video. Zoom. Stories. Etc, etc. etc.
Digital communication - and a lot of written digital communication - rules.
But on the worst days of the plague, when I was still out and about and working, I noticed something I hadn’t seen in a very long time… And I heard something I hadn’t heard in a very long time either.
And that was the act of people talking to another over the phone. And this is what I heard them saying into those devices...
“I love you.”
“How are you?”
“Is everything ok?”
“How are you feeling?”
“Where are you right now?”
“I’ll be there soon.”
“What can I bring you?”
“Hang in there.”
“I love you.” - I mentioned that one already.
But you know what?
I heard that one so many times, it was most definitely significant.
And if I wasn’t out of the house during the plague, I might not have believed what I heard myself.
As now many articles have been written regarding how phone calls have made a real and significant comeback during the pandemic… Stats, numbers, and charts giving authoritative proof to that numerical statistical change - I only needed to see it first-hand, in my own little corner of the world, to know how true it really was.
With people’s necks constantly bent down, eyeballs looking at their phone screens, for years upon years now, then quickly adapted into actually seeing their heads up, and talking from their mouths, and listening from their ears, the change was real.
Maybe talking on the phone has become so rare that the act of doing so has become an actual gift - to another. A gift of time… Especially today, in this ever-innovative, fast-paced, and digital age.
Tweeting… and texting... it’s all so very fast, so instant, and so non-commital of a person’s time, that a quick bubble of letters and numbers and symbols and emojis has seemingly replaced real, verbal communication, enmasse.
But a phone call means commitment too.
In a way the digitally written word does not.
A phone call means really taking that time and sitting down - to chat - with another - one-on-one. Devoting one’s personal time and voice and ear to another human, for a specified chunk of one’s time.
While the written word, and the internet, is, as they say - permanent, or cannot be taken back after it’s out there in a sense, the phone call remains something permanent as well.
Because it means you gave that time away to another person in a way that cannot ever be taken back. You cannot recall it. You cannot hit the Delete button. You cannot erase it. You cannot unpin it. You cannot wipe it. So the phone call has, in a pandemicy kind of way, become a valuable, and non-regiftable, present.
And not to say that there are numerous societal benefits to texting and instant messaging, but the phone call is now special in its own way.
With entire generations currently growing up on social media and digital communication being the norm, the phone call is seemingly less and less important to society as a whole.
But, just like war, plagues have a way of changing things... Of amending the trajectory of society. And, thus, the way people communicate. For better and for worse. And while most all of the plague lies in the worse category, for obvious reasons, there are most definitely some good aspects of global change that have developed out of this crisis...
And that is the clear and present fact that people the world over have started talking to another once again.
And I got in on the act myself, too.
Talking on the phone is actually one of the things I had been praticing myself these past few years of living far away from friends and family.
I knew that, with moving away from everything and everyone I knew, I would need to rely on the phone more so than I had in the past, to stay in touch with those I love.
So over these past few years, after my move to The Sunshine State from Illinois, I had already been trying to be in better, one-on-one communication, with many, many people.
But the coronavirus ended up only strengthening that resolve further.
During the course of this virus, it sometimes feels as if I spoke with more friends and family from afar on the phone than I had in the whole time since I moved away. And I think maybe that feeling is actually true.
I have reached out to loved ones, and they have also reached out to me. All, over the phone. No, it wasn’t email. It wasn’t Facebook. It wasn’t Instagram. And it certainly wasn’t TikTok or SnapChat.
Crisis does bring people closer together. And sometimes a text just doesn’t count. Sometimes hearing another’s voice is all the more important, and valuable, in a time of fear, loneliness, crisis, confusion, and loss.
And whether we lost someone we know personally, or not, during these past months of crisis, we all lost a whole heck of a lot…. of a whole heck of a lot.
Life is changed.
And it’s up to us to Adapt to those changes. Modify. And Proceed.
And it is now my call to action - to you, fellow humans out there in InternetLand - to pick up that cellular phone. Today. And call someone you haven’t talked to in a while.
Flip through your digital Rolodex. Choose some digits. And talk.
Use this long, holiday weekend… And maybe spend a long while on the phone with that person.
And maybe even if that person lives just around the corner from you.
Maybe even if they are your Ethel, and you are their Lucy.
Even if they live so close to you that you can reach out your arm, maybe by standing on your own balcony, stretching less than six feet apart, and swap with them a cup of sugar - in exchange for a stick of butter, or a cup of flour. Even if you are that close. Pick up the phone. And give them a call.
Let that cup of sugar be your excuse if need be.
Because while the entire world keeps on changing, and keeps on spinning, some things just never change… Plague or no plague…
There’s still more problems that need solving…
And Lucy and Ethel still need to gossip… And there’s still another celebration on the way - another cake to bake - and yet still another cup of sugar to borrow. ~
*Have you picked up the phone more so lately, during the coronavirus? Who have you called recently that you haven’t talked to in a very long time? I’d love to know. Drop me a comment down below:
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There was once a little doggy named Minnie
And she was named after a Mouse
She lived very high and mighty
Yes she was The Queen of her house
Minnie The Mouse went on lots of adventures
Traveling very near and quite far
And while her life at home was filled with great leisure
She also spent lots of fun time in the car
She traveled to all of the farthest reaches
Yes that car took her to very beautiful beaches
That car took her to many little parks
Where she went on lots of lovely special walks
The window rolled down and she felt a lovely breeze
She visited lots of places and got to eat very special treats
Her shiny fur was the pure color of the best pumpkin pie
And she was the special apple of a certain little one’s eye
And Minnie was shaped just like a perfect little burrito
Because she really loved her tasty puppachinos
Plus cookies and cupcakes, pies, pizza, or even crumbs
No food was not too tempering for her to succumb
Because she would eat anything inside of the house
Yes this was the luxurious life of Queen Minnie The Mouse
She even traveled far up Up UP to the North Pole
Just to make sure she wasn’t given a piece of coal
She met the very man himself Mr. Santa Claus
And sat upon his lap with her four delicate little paws
She told him she was being such a very good little Doggy
And could he please bring her a squeaky little Dolly
Yes, Minnie’s travels let her to feel the wind in her fur
All the while her Magical Life with us went by in a blur
And her favorite ride of all was inside the stroller
Sitting side by side with her favorite little toddler
That little boy and her were quite inseparable
Yes it all was most undeniable
Minnie’s days were also spent with her little matching Bullseye
And we cannot forget both tiny Pua and tiny Hei Hei
And last but not least we must remember her little Fish
Then one day they All helped her make her Birthday Wish
She wished for happiness till the end of days
And mostly never ending time to play
To sleep and eat and dream and run
And simply for that LIFE of pure fun
Minnie got her special Birthday Wish come true
And she now lives on in our hearts, while eating lots of good food too. ~
~ This poem is dedicated to:
The life and many adventures of Minnie The Dachshund Mouse;
All those who will miss her precious presence in this world;
And to all those who miss their own furry creatures every single day. ~~
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