My Scorpio baby boy. November 4 1976...I remember when you hit the scene...pooped in the nurse's hand!!
I was in the Army stationed @ Ft Bragg NC...serving with a rough and ready group...2Bn / 505th Inf. (Airborne). 'Twas during my tenure as a soldier that I met my heart...a 17 year old woman-child named "The Daughter of the Commander of Pope Air Force Base, (but you can call me Patricia)". Through both Pat's wanting to identify with the Anti-Military, anti-war mindset (her dad was a highly respected and decorated combat pilot and forward operations commander; Col Mason was the wing commander in Cam Ranh Bay, Viet Nam during '67-69, so his attitude toward the anti-war thing was...palpable)...and my hanging out with those very types of 'cats-in-the-corps', brought Pat and me together for a brief, but beautiful time in both our lives. We explored a great many things...
James Christian Aggeles was born after a long and tough labor...I was 23 and clueless. Pat was 18 and a high school senior who loved poetry, God, her family and me...and this child ... our love offering to the world. If there was ever a child born in the light of love, Chris is he...
The boy grew into a brilliantly gifted man of compassion, grace, infinite patience, and drive. His love is the pursuit of knowledge and the paths toward wisdom. Chris has chosen many creative avenues with which to achieve his constant state of momentum...never giving in to stasis or mediocrity. Chris is a consumate musician's musician, constantly training his body and his mind with muscle memory exercises behind his drumset and his collection of hand percussion and 'found' instruments; he's an ecologically astute inhabitant of the earth...who, through his own volition and education-put-into-practice lifestyle, could probably live quite comfortably "off the grid" for the rest of his life; He's sometimes a stanger in a strange land, just sometimes...Chris' perception of how we are as it relates to how we could be ( we = people )...in our journey "...Across The Universe" and through "...the known and unknown lands of space..." is one of constant hope and an ethereal love for his fellow man. An almost foreign sense of being in todays hyper-kinetic world.
I'm proud to have this man in my life...as my son, as my associate, as my good and loving friend.
Then, play on, son...
18 months old...and man did he ever learn to play!!
I was in the Army stationed @ Ft Bragg NC...serving with a rough and ready group...2Bn / 505th Inf. (Airborne). 'Twas during my tenure as a soldier that I met my heart...a 17 year old woman-child named "The Daughter of the Commander of Pope Air Force Base, (but you can call me Patricia)". Through both Pat's wanting to identify with the Anti-Military, anti-war mindset (her dad was a highly respected and decorated combat pilot and forward operations commander; Col Mason was the wing commander in Cam Ranh Bay, Viet Nam during '67-69, so his attitude toward the anti-war thing was...palpable)...and my hanging out with those very types of 'cats-in-the-corps', brought Pat and me together for a brief, but beautiful time in both our lives. We explored a great many things...
James Christian Aggeles was born after a long and tough labor...I was 23 and clueless. Pat was 18 and a high school senior who loved poetry, God, her family and me...and this child ... our love offering to the world. If there was ever a child born in the light of love, Chris is he...
The boy grew into a brilliantly gifted man of compassion, grace, infinite patience, and drive. His love is the pursuit of knowledge and the paths toward wisdom. Chris has chosen many creative avenues with which to achieve his constant state of momentum...never giving in to stasis or mediocrity. Chris is a consumate musician's musician, constantly training his body and his mind with muscle memory exercises behind his drumset and his collection of hand percussion and 'found' instruments; he's an ecologically astute inhabitant of the earth...who, through his own volition and education-put-into-practice lifestyle, could probably live quite comfortably "off the grid" for the rest of his life; He's sometimes a stanger in a strange land, just sometimes...Chris' perception of how we are as it relates to how we could be ( we = people )...in our journey "...Across The Universe" and through "...the known and unknown lands of space..." is one of constant hope and an ethereal love for his fellow man. An almost foreign sense of being in todays hyper-kinetic world.
I'm proud to have this man in my life...as my son, as my associate, as my good and loving friend.
Then, play on, son...
18 months old...and man did he ever learn to play!!
1 comment:
So true,........father and son....both loving and brilliant! I love you both.
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