Just some thoughts:
Sitting alone over early morning coffee the thought came to me that I have had seven half brothers.
One of my favorite books and movies is Norman MacLean’s “A River Run Through.” A great read and a beautiful movie to watch. A movie and a book with many messages. The movie was filmed in beautiful Montana and the setting is in the late 1920s’ and early 30s’.
The movie is a story of a family. In this family there are two brothers. Their father is a minister and the movie weaves it way around the classic theme often found in life of the difference in brothers. One goes one way, the other, another way. One takes the road less traveled, the other the broad and wide way one might say.The classic theme of the “Good brother” and I don’t like the word bad, but let’s just say the wayward brother. In life they definitely choose different roads in which to go.
Having recently again read the book (saw movie more than once) caused me to do some personal thinking. I came into the world through an unwed pregnant teenage mother. The second half of that biological creation, chose to have nothing to do with either, she or me. Never in my lifetime was there any acknowledgement on his part of me. I saw him once but had no knowledge of who he was or the significance of him.
Over the years I have come to the knowledge that I had seven half brothers. Of those seven only one that I really knew. Only one that I lived any time with and he left for the Korean War when I was seven years old. I came to briefly know another half brother through meeting my birth mother. Another of the seven I met only once at a bar in our hometown. The last one of those seven brothers I learned about just recently. Spoke with him once by phone as he lives in a distant state. The remaining three I have never had any contact.
As I have aged I have often wondered what they were like. Would we have anything in common, would we enjoy one another’s company and conversation? What stories would they have that we would equally share? Their wives, children, would we find common grounds?
As I sat the other night after watching the movie for another time I thought of something the famous writer Ms Harper Lee once said in her famous book:
“You can choose your friends but you sho’ can’t choose your family, an they’re still kin to you whether you acknowledge’em or not, and it makes you look silly when you don’t.”
To Kill a Mockinbird-–Harper Lee
Brothers, often similar in nature and often not. But as Ms. Lee says: “Still kin.”
May 4, 2019
Posted May 22, 2019