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Tag Archives: Raymond Lee Boyington
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By Jack A. Urquhart ©2025 For my late husband, Raymond Boyington, on the third anniversary of his passing Arriving in the post today clutch of Kodachrome memories,gift from a friend perhaps clearing, as I cannot,the archives of a shared history,i.e., … Continue reading →
Alterations
(For Ray)copyright 2024 by Jack A. Urquhart Since you’ve been gone, I have made of You an alter replete with the relics of your life and times: your compass, your slide rule, your red plastic comb (tacky in its donnish … Continue reading →
Calendar Entry
Copyright 2024 by Jack A. Urquhart (For Raymond L. Boyington on the second anniversary of his absence) I calendar your absences,Dear Man (did you know?). I employ the plural, absences, because there are many: One hundred and four Saturdays, a little … Continue reading →
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 →
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 →
