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Dillon’s Voice

Copyright 2024 by Jack A. Urquhart March 8, 2024: For Dillon on what would’ve been the 45th anniversary of his birth. For years, I kept recordings of your voice — tapes dating back to preschool and cassettes passed on by … Continue reading

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One Hundred Fifty-six Weeks, and Four Days

© 2023by Jack A. Urquhart For Raymond L. Boyington on what would’ve been his 82nd birthday (09.25) Sometimes I wonder, do you hear me when I talk to you? Can you feel it when I speak your name? Does the … Continue reading

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A Letter from Dad

© 2023 by Jack A. Urquhart August 2, 2023 Dear Clangorous Son, Dear Dillon, The anniversaries keep piling up, don’t they? It’s ten years worth today, ten years of absence — long enough to assemble a shakey colossus of commemoratives. … Continue reading

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A few things I’ve missed About You

by Jack A. Urquhart © 2023 (In Memory of Raymond Lee Boyington  on the first anniversary of his passing) Just so You know, Dear Man, here are a few things, a small sampling, of what I’ve missed about You. Surprisingly, … Continue reading

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Vignette, March 11, 2022

Ray, rocking that goofy hat again, the one that hangs over my bed now; it’s just two days before our world will turn upside down in a Ventura ER. I imagine how he might have been nudging me on, resisting … Continue reading

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Tune My Heart

For Dillon: On the occasion of what would’ve been his 44th Birthday by Jack A. Urquhart, Copyright 2023 Occasionally, two or three times a year,I tune my heart to the memory of your faceto the sound of your voice, to … Continue reading

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For Dillon: A Birthday Rumination from Dad

03.08.2022 I admit it, Kiddo. I’m not as sharp as I used to be, and neither are my memories of you. The effect of advancing age, I expect — and stubborn self-protection. That said, a few things still cut close … Continue reading

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Seattle, February 2011 (for Dillon, 03.08.1979 — 08.02.2013)

How was I to know then—in the shadow of that red lacquered library, in that misting rain? How was I to know as you sprinted Spring Street that you would never come back to me again— not the onery, flesh … Continue reading

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Prose Poem: Occasionally Yours

              ©2021 by Jack A. Urquhart  For Dillon (03.08.1979–08.02.2013) Sometimes, once or twice a week, domestic distractions fail me, the baskets of dirty laundry waiting to be washed, ironed, and neatly put away, the … Continue reading

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Dillon by Proxy (in the Coffee Shop) prose poem by @EvryManJac

For my son, Dillon (March 8, 1979–August 2, 2013) ©2020 by Jack A. Urquhart  Yesterday in a coffee shop, in an incidence of unabashed affection, I saw a man lean to plant a kiss atop his preteen son’s head. The … Continue reading

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