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Get Me Out of Here
William M. Howard
September 6, 2010

YOU OLD FART GET ME OUT OF HERE she wrote post scripted at the end of another recruit’s letter pleading for saner and the familiar.
Twenty years she has orbited the sun and I have been on the ride.
We continue but at distance.
“Bon voyage” is what I called out under my breath as she walked the plank condemned by her own hancock.
Not shackled or blind folded, her view is wide open on that entrance to unfamiliar.
This old fart promoted another step in her life to go on another adventure to experience more.
When I was young, the world of experiences were in fractured cartoon tales of Mr. Wizard and Tooter Turtle in which Tooter cries out in the height of an uncomfortable realization "Help me, Mr. Wizard! Get me out of here please Mr. Wizard!" Whereupon the voice of Mr. Wizard would incant: 

Drizzle, drazzle, dradle, drone
Time for this one to come home.

That was 50 years ago, when there seemed to be an attempt of etiquette with formal respectful salutation along with polite pleading “please”.  “Please” as in “if you please” or as it is truly meant to mean: “If it would give you pleasure.”

Present times and culture have reduced to derogatory labels and demands out of familiarity and selfishness.

So, as one who can adapt to youthful society combining with antique vernacular:

Young Toot, should I give a hoot,
for your choice to be in the suit of a seaman recruit? 
Drizzle, drazzle, dradle, droot,
 There is not much I can doot
Can’t help but be silently mute.
Your old Farter misses you-t




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