zen from uncle marvin

ZEN FROM UNCLE MARVIN

It was the weekend of my parents’ 45th wedding anniversary and my Uncle Marvin was in town (in East Texas where my parents now reside). He’s been a farmer all his life in the panhandle of Texas. He has perhaps spent many introspective hours out in the wilds of that prairie up there.

Well, I was sleeping on the ground as there were no beds left available in my parents’ house. He roused me in the morning and brought me a cup of coffee. I thanked him for such an action. He said, “you know, Marvin (I am named after him), this may be the only time in our lives that I am able to do this for you.”