Appreciate your father
by Jacqueline Prives Goldburgh
(homestead fla. usa)
It was 1943, a baby girl was born. She came into the world to join her 3 year old sister, her mother and her father.
My mother is a lawyer and my father was a dentist. This beautiful professional couple, were married for 7 years. He was busy building his practice. My father, I am told, was a loving, responsible man and he had great dreams for his family.
The Philipine Invasion took his life. The hospital that was being set up on the island was bombed by the Japanese. I was, at 6 months old, half an orphan. Sadness, mourning and crying was my enviroment. My mother, now 72, has lived a valiant life, but she remained lost since the day the telegram arrived!
As I grew, I was all too aware that I was different. I never had a chance to know my father. I hold a sadness buried deep within. All of my friends had two parents and a resonable sense of security. There was no peace in my home. There was always financial and emotional struggle. Fear became my constant companion.
The word "Father" is probably the most important word in my life. It represents stability, wisdom and a kind of love I will never know. I search for him in my mind. What parts of me are like him?
The pain of his violent death touches me. All I have left of my father, Captain Benjamen Prives ( a.s.nO. 0-528458 ) are photos of a loyal, courageous and handsome man, and a plaque commending him for his bravery, signed by President Roosevelt....
This poem was inspired by my searching...
I am only half your child.
The other half unknown.
The other half a mystery,
refusing to unwind.
Secrets hidden in dark corners,
news I cannot find.
My mother lived to be 92, always in love with my dad..
Please stop the wars, they kill families..