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Ivan G Thompson
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Filling in His Dash My Dad’s Loves, Life, and Legacy
Biographies & Memoirs
Author Insight
My Dad's Newest Book!
This book is my attempt to share the beauty of my father with the world. Many of his “famous” stories are in his first book, “My Dad’s Stories Big and Small” available on Amazon. Though several of those stories are also in this book, this book also contains a more intimate look inside my dad’s life. The poems that he wrote about trying to find love are insightful, gripping, and endearing. For anyone who has studied the “five love languages,” it is also a living testament to our search to find love expressed in our language while grappling with our own struggles to express it in someone else’s. Readers will be inspired and may even laugh while reading stories about a small boy who grew up on a farm in Florence, Alabama, and then moved to St. Louis in the mid-1950s to build a life for himself. That boy grew up to be my father, William McKinley Thompson. I am honored to release this book on Feb 8th, 2023, his 82nd birthday.
Book Excerpt
Filling in His Dash My Dad’s Loves, Life, and Legacy
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It’s time to go, where I don’t know.
Maybe for a ride.
My feelings I need to hide.
Otherwise, I might beg to hold you.
But then some chore would be left waiting-
might even go undone.
Besides, it’s only me that needed an embrace –
So why should you lose time
From cleaning this place.
Anyone can plainly see the house is in disarray.
What I feel inside
Will not see the light of day.
Even a beggar has some pride.
Sometimes I wish I were a dirty floor -
Then you’d surely cover me with warm water and suds.
If I were an old sock
I’d get to feel the warmth of your hands
As you picked me up.
If I were a glass
You would handle me with loving care.
Even though you could see through me.
I could fantasize about being the oil you massage your entire body with.
Giving comfort to your tired muscles –
Sometimes to areas that are dry.
And pleasure to all those areas
That have been denied pleasure for so long.
But so much for dreaming and yearning
This heart must go on - keep learning
I wasn’t fortunate to be the floor under your feet
Or a sock you might wear.
Nor a rare crystal that could touch your lips.
But as I leave to take my ride
All my feelings I cannot hide.
So if by chance you don’t understand my glance –
It was just me looking longingly at the person I love.
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