Edited By sj Miller and Nelson M. Rodriguez
Chapter Nineteen: A Profound Moment of Passing
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A Profound Moment of Passing
DAVID LEE CARLSON
Gliding into Rapid City regional airport, snow drapes the surrounding hills and cloaks the prairie. A drab, dingy frozen steam hovers and lingers in the crisp, frigid air. Horses and cows stand unbothered and unconcerned as a slight, brisk wind puffs around them. Cars traverse the gravel country roads and newly paved city streets. People seem to be nowhere and everywhere as they journey through life withstanding and, in some cases, relishing the raw and frosty locale. It was early July, and my mother’s twenty-year battle with Parkinson’s disease was beginning its final scene. My heart ached at my mother’s condition, fumed over the injustice of her plight, and my joints trembled in anticipation of what likely awaited me when I arrived at her bedside. The judicious, yet unmet demands and requests that render this able-bodied man paralyzed and helpless became too staggering to perpend. I recall the time my mother handing me a copy of Leo Buscaglia’s book Loving Each Other (1986) one morning in response to a conversation we had. I could not understand why I didn’t want to date girls. The unsettling, confusing, and terrifying absent feelings and attraction for them mortified me; but she understood more than I did what I was going through. Here, at this moment, during this time, I became acutely aware of the importance and relevance of memory and place....
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