A Memorial
Four things you can’t recover -
The Stone after the throw . . .
the Word after it’s said . . .
the Occasion after it’s missed . . .
and Time after it’s gone.
This is a tribute to my Uncle George Charles Cermak- we buried him last week. As a child I remember him staying with us while he worked in Houston. My memory of him is that he was a fun uncle – enjoyed reading comics to me and one day brought me a little wind-up red jalopy with black wheels that I still have today.
Uncle George was a man of unsung courage having served and survived 5 major campaigns in World War II. One of which was against Rommel in Africa. I can only imagine the horror of that war but Uncle George never talked much about his years in the services – Army & US Coast Guard – or what happened. Rather he was a quiet man keeping those memories and thoughts to himself choosing to spend his life quietly at the end. We will miss him greatly but know he has found peace.
Thought . . . it never hurts to ’be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.’
