The Virginian

I watched The Virginian today. As we did more than 40 years ago. Sitting in the family room with my dad and brother. My mother probably in the kitchen doing what she did. Not always in the kitchen, but she certainly was not as romantic as my father. I don't know about my brother.

Lee J. Cobb was the center around whom the Virginian spun. More of a turn than a spin. Watching The Virginian or Bonanza with my father and brother, that was the time when my father explained the world to us. His message was of a world that would not always be the way it seemed. Reality is how you look at the world.

It was harmony. My mother in the kitchen. Secure that she had our back. Forever.

This is what I think about when I reach for my past. You may laugh and I'll laugh with you. When I remember the past these are the slices of heaven I see.