“Our family is the proverbial egg that we were hatched from. Everything about who we are, both our nature and nurture comes from our family. Often in western society, we stray far from our family and may not talk to them for years at a time. We may feel that we have nothing in common with them. We may choose to run away from our roots because they are too painful to face. Ultimately however, our past holds the key to our future. If we do not face where we come from, we will have difficulty understanding our present and future.”
The above quoted remark is a copy of a statement from one of the many web pages of the website Family Friend Poems.
I would like to suggest you take a look at the section of the website that has this opening statement:
“Our collection of Family Poems describe the special relationship between brothers and sisters, the love of children for their mother or father, the devotion of a mother for her child, the special relationship between a grandmother and grandfather and their grandchildren.”
Click on over to explore Poems for Family.
And now, on another note (of the musical kind), head on over to Johnny Tillotson – Poetry In Motion.
Roland's Ramblings 
Roland do you think that you will ever mend the problems between you and Garry? I sure hope so as you are both members of our mother’s family. Just sit down and talk things out and both be big enough to accept each other fof who you are. Life is too short to not care for brothers ( and sister ). I love you both.
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Rich,
As I have told you many, many times, I have tried to communicate with Garry and wife his wife, Lorraine, quite a few times in the past. Neither Garry nor Lorraine will respond to my attempts. As I previously told you, I was told by Garry several years ago to never come to his house unless I telephoned first and yet all my telephone calls have gone unanswered; caller ID is used by Garry to screen with whom he will and will not speak, as he so aptly demonstrated and explained to me while I was visiting him some years ago. Additionally, as I have told you in the past, my e-mails have been ignored, snail mail (via USPS) has been “returned to sender” because the addressee “refused delivery” — and it goes on and on.
Four attempts by me in just the past few weeks alone have resulted with no success. Those attempts included one e-mail each to Garry and Lorraine and two personal intercessions to Garry and Lorraine, live and in person, one by a pair of mutual friends and another by one of our cousins out here in Arizona, the response given to one intercession was “Don’t even go there.” as it was relayed back to me. I sure as hell cannot sit down and talk things out if Garry refuses to acknowledge my existence or respond to my attempts at communication. And, also as I told you before on so many occasions, I have absolutely no idea why Garry or Lorraine are upset with me — none, zero, nada, zilch — no idea of any kind.
Now, I ask of you, Rich, please, any further personal communication between us should be conducted off blog; this is not the place for very personal matters. I am sure the readers of my blog would agree with that. Any more communication or discussion of this nature should be by e-mail, telephone call, or done in person when we are in the same city. Thank you.
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Rich, may he rest in peace, died August 16, 2013. He never got his wish to see Garry and I renew our family relationship. Despite my numerous attempts, Garry refuses to acknowledge my existence.
The most recent attempt by me was on October 9, 2018 at the funeral home where our other brother, Jan, may he rest in peace, who died on October 6, 2018, lay in his coffin.
Garry told others, who then told me, that Garry who was pacing around the outer hallway would not enter the funeral parlor itself because he did not want to be in the same room as I. At one point, during the almost 6 hours of the open visitation from 2:00 pm. to 8:00 p.m. that I was there, I approached Garry asking him how he was doing. Garry’s response was to turn his head avoiding looking at me and to walk away from me.
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