Journal entries. July, 1988
An Account of the Death of my Father
Max Bodenheim partied in London with T.S. Eliot and PoundWho remembers him now? Harry stands over the sink flash back to father
Strengthen the passage on seducer Death in hospital again and not doing well I’m on hold off the respirator
it’s overcast drove to Spring Lake Thursday arrived about 1:30 AM
Father moved to Ann Arbor Saturday back and forth–150 miles there 150 miles back heart mapping ventricular tachycardia slurring
a small stubborn man with small wants fiercely felt.
Spring Lake to Philadelphia 864 miles 18 hours
Raymond Carver died of lung cancer He just wanted it that’s all that damn wheel turning there above the field of goldenrod and Queen Ann’s Lace and going just nowhere at all George Washington Ferris built and designed wheel for 1993 exhibition–Columbia Early wheels:1892 Atlantic City Isaac Newton Forrest 1892 William Somers Eli Bridge Co.
10 seater, 35 ft Sandusky Park, Cedar Point, Ohio–148 feet. 216 passengers
This story needs work
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no patience move on to another piece impossible to free myself from this job
Another hot summer another drought each change foreshadows disaster
this could go on indefinitely thin frail thread to hang by
The humidity broke a weak cold front the practical pressures–apart from writing.
still waiting to hear test results medication not working We may drive up there tonight try the defibrillator defibrillator defibrillator defibrillator
slept all afternoon
prying open a rusty door
car won’t start rap music radios kids in playground behind me
Triple A jump start
long wait usually come sooner kids hanging out up and down the block in front of this row of little two story project apartments Leaning against a fence, sitting on the door step–five kids are waiting for someone to come home and let them in. A girl in pink slacks and red sneaks has brought home a half gallon of ice cream, which she’s set down on the walk while she waits. The ice cream is melting, soaking the bag it’s in, running out over the walk.
buses pass last night it was cool a chill a hint of autumn
traffic comes at me in the rear view mirror girls are talking about riding the bus (there goes another one). A trip. “The Greyhound–” says the biggest girl, the one in the red sneaks and pint slacks–is lots better than a school bus. They have racks up top the seats where we put all our bags, and they have bathrooms, and no school bus has that!
Phone call from Dad’s neighbors kids throwing party in the house police
there was a fight cloths in a grocery bag no diner on the road
sleep in the car cold in the mountains lights coming at you do strange things
$38 at a Great Western This morning across the road a motel for $21
40 miles into Ohio night crosses into day $14 cash
Youngstown sky like a water color still wet farms and factories cranes jutting up through the mist a bank of cloud ahead the Meander river day lit landscape spill out before me a gift
tiles in the men’s rooms on the Ohio Turnpike like cross sections of some organ
micro-photos of blood cells red with a tint of iodine
a quart of oil
sixteen miles to Toledo
No money to park at hospital lot 10 miles to Ann Arbor
released from the hospital today on my way to pick him up
103, 846 buy gas
misty and overcast after a night of rain.
weak didn’t eat well in the hospital head for home after breakfast
3:40 Fill it up (4394/230 miles 57.5 MPH avg
104708 Exit 23 from 80 to 144 544 miles
9:30 PM 544 miles in 10 hours 53.5 MPH avg
11:15 104805 PA Turnpike 641 miles
1:00 104907 743 miles, 13 hrs/40 min/ 54 MPH
Harrisburg to 80 via 433 & 144
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On the road again. Almost to Harrisburg
Exactly 100 miles. 2:40
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house appraised by Rich Jones
Home Trip drive alone with trailer behind my father’s Buick.
The funeral was Tuesday.