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  • Dream Of My Father

    Sixty and still no grandkids

    Sixty and Still No Grandkids (A Poem by James T. Harris) It’s enough to make him whine, sit and wonder why, sometimes even cry… Sixty! And still no grandkids! It’s enough to change his mood, to make him lose his cool, sometimes even brood… Sixty! And still no grandkids! But his daughter is on the move; his son will never finish school. They are breaking all the rules; nearly thirty with no good prospects! So he sits in his big brown chair; angry, fighting despair; wondering where did he err? Sixty! And still no grandkids! I was in my mid-twenties when the “paternal” clock kicked in. No, not my clock… my father’s! On a sunny Sunday afternoon in the early 1990s, while I was sitting at my mother’s kitchen table eating my first round of her glorious, succulent, fried chicken (Yeah, I had it like that.), it happened. My father, who had been out running errands, burst through the front door and quick-stepped it into the kitchen. “Boy!” “Yes, Pop?” “Get up and get your a$$ into the car… now!” “What? What-did-I-do?” “Nothing…that’s the problem. Get into the car… now!” There was a sense of urgency in his voice. Something was up! So I wiped my hands and ran to the car. He was already getting in as I jumped into the front seat. He started the car in silence. He put the car in drive, and took off up the street. When we reached the corner, he turned left, drove to the middle of the block and stopped. He turned the car off, paused, and then asked me a simple question. “What do you see?” I looked around and saw… nothing. I mean nothing out of the ordinary. To the right were homes, clean lawns, trees… what was I supposed to see? “Look over there.” To our left was a park, the park of my youth. There was a swing set, a slide, the monkey bars that I cracked my ribs on, and… kids… What? He repeated the question. “What do you see?” I said, “I see the park. I see an old man playing with a bunch of kids… What?” My father started the car. He put the car in drive and took off up the street. When we reached the corner, he turned left, and left again. When we were back in front of the house of my youth, he stopped. He reached down, grabbed the keys and turned the car off. Then he paused, sighed and said, “I want some grandkids. I want them soon and I want it done right.” With that pronouncement, he got out of the car, closed the door, walked into the house, closed that door, and left me sitting in the car… laughing!

  • Negroes With Fishing Poles

    More Stories My Father Told Me

    “One nigger, two niggers, three niggers… Three niggers!” That is what the little American of European descent shouted as my father and his two friends emerged from a broken down blue Rambler. Three grown men from central Mississippi called the “N word” by a young boy in central Wisconsin in the early 1960s.

  • Grade Tax. They Stole It From Me!

    When the Beautiful Man was a high school teacher he imposed a grade tax on his left leaning students. The result; pandemonium. This is the latest incarnation of that brilliant idea!

  • Afterburner with Bill Whittle: Merchants of Despair

    Afterburner with Bill Whittle: Merchants of Despair

  • Kira Davis offers her apology to President Karzai

    Kira Davis offers her apology to President Karzai

    Kira Davis offers her apology to President Karzai

  • The Watermelon Man

    The Watermelon Man

  • James T article in The Arizonan

    James T article in The Arizonan

    The Good, the Bad and the Ugly

  • Reflection and Projection

    Reflection and Projection

  • Bin Laden Death Photos Released?

    Bin Laden Death Photos Released?

  • America's Politicians Got Talent!

    America's Politicians Got Talent!

    "He can sang!"

  • The Scorpion Queen

    the Scorpion Queen

  • Kung Fu Fighting

    Kung Fu Fighting

    Nancy and Newt are doing the dance! Two former speakers, two environmentalist wackos, two ego egomaniacs... What could go wrong?

  • Obama Nominee Crumbles Trying To Defend WH Budget Deception

    Obama Nominee Crumbles Trying To Defend WH Budget Deception

  • Shark on the Negrill, Jamaica

    Shark on the Negrill, Jamaica

    There's a shark! In toursity Jamaica... See the video here.

  • The Agenda

    The Agenda--Grinding America Down

    Watch the clip here

  • Butt-whopping after a father finds out about his son's internet behavior

    Butt-whopping after a father finds out about his son's internet behavior

  • Angie Verona becomes unwilling sex symbol

    Angie Verona becomes unwilling sex symbol

    Follow the link here for the Angie Verona story.

  • A Sexual Haunting...Freaky Friday story nomination

    A Sexual Haunting...Freaky Friday story nomination

    Family Says Ghosts 'Get Busy' in Their Home. Click here to see the video.

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