Digital Story: My Grandfather

Digital Story: My Grandfather

This is a digital story I was able to create as a part of the Minnesota Writing Project’s Invitational Summer Institute at the University of Minnesota. It’s a fellowship, which I only mention because I was put on academic probation in the fall of 1996 at the same institution for being an idiot/poor attender. It feels good to be earning graduate credits now, and it feels even better to have been able to honor Gervase “Gerf” Daniels, a special guy in my life.

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Sanford Florida Public Works

Sanford Florida Public Works

They’re ripping up the sidewalks,
Cardinal calls drowned out
By jackhammers, bobcats.

You can’t weaponize a sidewalk
That isn’t there.
No more crime scene photographs,
no more guns discharged.

This is a peaceful place –
And don’t we all deserve
Some peaceful ground
To stand on?

Soft and grassy,
Surrounded by gates
A worn path in place of pavers.

A word of caution:

This is our life.
People not from around here
Who make us so afraid
That we go towards them
Instead of away –

They don’t get a warning shot
This isn’t Tallahassee,
This is a peaceful place
Where we do what needs doing.

Bring on the jackhammers:
We’ll walk on the grass
If we have to.