Haiku Heights The April Heights
– Day 2 – #114 – DESERTED-
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teenagers gather
in deserted place near home
can spell big trouble
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deserted home waits
lonely and unwelcoming
sad when entering
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teens when deserted
left to their own resources
rise to occasion
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A few memories I have about Siggi
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.Bruce Butler has been helping me learn to be more professional with my blog’s appearance one step at a time.
He asked to write something to put in the blog so people would know me better. What he has posted are
his perceptions of me as a much younger person. We have not been married since 1975 but as he mentioned
we have two children from that marriage, Bret age 45 and Stacey age 41. Also, four granddaughters.
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In fairness to him, I am sharing what he asked to have posted. I know he’ll come up in many of my writings…
the good, the bad, the ugly and probably even something nice ! He was much to kind in his memories of me,
but they are his, and he contributes to the comments too with many of my posts. So, believe it or not, here
is the guest post by my first husband, whom I call “Ken” from when we met thru our marriage. I also call him
“Bruce”, his first name which most people know him by. Peace, Siggi
Siggi and I were best of friends during 6th and 7th grades and attended the same church across the street from her house where I met her.
That’s her in the middle of the second row with the checked top.
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After, even though we attended different schools, Siggi and I were pen pals and girl and boy friend.
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After high school, when I was in the Navy I asked her to marry me and gave her a ring. She said yes, of course.
Siggi was a beautiful bride too.
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From that moment on until we were actually married I saw Siggi transform into a lovely young lady that anyone would want, yet her gaze was only for me.
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Her eyes would glaze over whenever I walked into the room and it was easy to tell she was deeply in love with me.
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Siggi is the mother of my son and daughter and we still have that in common.
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As luck would have it, don’t you know, I made a few blundering mistakes that many guys do that changed all that after we married.
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So eventually we parted and went our separate ways though it was obvious to me that I still loved her so very much.
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I’ve been to the Louvre and the National art museum and her paintings could hang alongside the great artists from the past.
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I love reading her musings here in her blog.
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Of all the women I have known and loved, Siggi was the best kisser.
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Oh, her father Karl was like a dad to me too. He took us to ballgames and allowed me to visit during the summers.
Siggi’s mother and father helped us a lot when we just started our married life.
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Siggi is as sweet as they come and has a heart of gold, so very kind and generous.
She would give you the shirt off her back and then blush from her own innocence.
I can say that she is cleaver, bold, very talented, sharp and witty and not at all dumb.
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I can add that I was the lucky guy who was close to Siggi during our younger years. I have cherished the time we had together and will keep her in my dreams forever.
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