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Memories of My Father

Marlene Geiser

Posted on March 2, 2019 19:33

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One never knows when memories come to us that take us back to the past. I had such an experience today.

I was just listening to some wonderful operatic music. It brought back memories of when I was a little girl. 

Every Sunday my father and I would spend the day in the living room listening to his Victrola and the beautiful recorded music he had collected for years. It was those days that created the love of music that has never left me.

It's odd, but thoughts come to us when we least expect them. Remembrances of the past can arrive seventy years and more later then they happened.

Today I turned to my computer for comfort and found the perfect place to bring back thoughts of yesterday. I had requested operatic arias of the twentieth century, and the voice of one of the great tenors arrived to share his wonderful voice and the music of Puccini, which my husband loves, and I wanted to share with him. The experience was much more than simply listening to a superb tenor voice. It was the remembrance that truly mattered.

Something tells me that we tend to spend too much time dwelling on the now, and losing sight of the lovely moments we were once fortunate enough to share with someone we loved. 

My father was a truly special man. He taught American History in the New York City High Schools both day and night. In addition, he devoted much of his time to teaching refugees of Hitler's horror. 

I was young, but I felt proud of him. He had so much to offer to young and old, and he never wanted to give up doing what he knew he was meant to do.

Ironically enough, one has to wonder if our parents don't give our lives direction, even when we aren't entirely aware of it.

My own experience teaching at the college level was undoubtedly dramatically influenced by the experience of watching my father. He never left for school without a sense of enthusiasm that affected my respect for my own teachers. Learning was intrinsic to my childhood, and never left me on into my later years.

Strangely enough, my granddaughter is presently teaching as well, and I have shared with her that I strongly believe that certain things we do are genetic.

Naturally, that must sound rather strange to those who are reading these words, but I believe that there are certain predispositions that run in families, and so with ours.

A friend of mine has two very special children. Her son will undoubtedly follow in his father's footsteps and inevitably become a physician himself.

My head is so full of thoughts, but what I needed to share here would be appropriate to people of any generation. If my reader has young children, they may well find their niche doing something later on that will be the product of what they see in their family today.

Regardless what end of the spectrum you are on, what I have written here is the truth as I see it.

Marlene Geiser

Posted on March 2, 2019 19:33

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