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A Sad, but Eventful Design

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PostPosted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 8:21 am    Post subject: A Sad, but Eventful Design  Reply with quote

Back in 2005, I had made some jewelry for each of the four women in my life, my mother, and my girls. This piece celebrated the Strength of Womanhood, but this is not why this story sits within the Metals topic section.

As I gave them the story of the reason, and the brooches of metals that I had designed and created, I watched my dad. He had become my dad when I was only 9, and I knew him well.

The brooch for mom also celebrated her Matriarchal place in our family, and I could both see and feel within dad's eyes that he would be proud to receive something as Patriarch, for he was! Somehow, I also felt that this had to be the year to design and create it.  or I would never get the chance to give it to right I was, but also how soon we lost him.

All in our combined families were hard working people. We boys all grew up on farms working from young ages, and dad had no intention of retiring from his job quite yet...but he was getting tired, at the ripe old age of 72.

He worked as trouble shooter for a local cement plant, back then they were setting bridges for a new double highway between Pittsburg and KC.

On one wet rainy day, he had replaced the man who guided the trucks in backing in and out in order to dump their loads safely...something happened that nobody can fully explain, and dad was ran over by the overload wheel of the fully laden cement truck.

During this moment, I was on the job as Property and Maintenance Manager for some KC property buyers, fixing another property.

My brother called me that morning with the news that dad was being air lifted to KU Med, which was only about 10 minutes from me. While they had planned on life flighting him to either Joplin or Wichita, for some reason, they changed their minds.

I quickly made my way to his side, and the doctor allowed me to see him before they put him under for exploratory surgery.

Now dad was a stout man, and I knew that if anyone could survive this that he would. I didn't yet know all of the details concerning his having been ran over by a loaded truck, but when I saw dad, his eyes lit up. He couldn't speak due to swelling and a neck brace, so he took my hand as I spoke to him. He knew that all was well when I informed him that everyone was on their way...he knew that I meant EVREYONE!

All of us were on phones to one another, and to others, as I waited for arrivals or more news, and slowly EVERYONE showed up, but no news came for quite awhile.

Dad stroked out big on the table, and they had to place him on the machines. For an entire week we all hovered around him from the waiting area...we took over the waiting area...LOL

We were finally told that we could keep dad alive indefinitely, but he would never be able to walk, talk, feed himself, or likely know who we were...we had to allow dad to pass, and all 7 of us, mom and kids, found full agreement for what dada would want.

After everyone said goodbye to him, I sat with him in the room as they unhooked him...I had the chance to tell him that he had been my Granted Father.

Sadly, there are no photos of what I created for him in a matter of No Time before his funeral in Parsons, there is just a simple conceptual drawing that I tucked away safely.

As much as I needed to be with my family, I stayed in KC to have my jeweler help me accomplish this highly important piece. It would take me working weeks on end to do it myself this time. I barely picked it up from Russ and got it to Parsons before the funeral, but I slipped it on his wrist and told him why...he IS our Patriarch! He wears it in Honor now.

I can not find the conceptual drawing for the piece, but dad always wore a copper bracelet that he swore helped with his arthritis...I believed him.

Dad and mom had a mixed family together, none of theirs alone...4 from mom, 2 from dad, and 19 grandchildren.

The bracelet was to be made of copper, with Sun and Moon on opposite ends. On the right hand Sun would be 6 stars, for us kids, and on the left hand Moon there would be 19 stars to represent each grandchild.

Inscribed within its center flat would be "PATRIARCH".

As I proudly placed this on dads wrist, telling him how much he means to me, and what the symbology stands for, I felt at peace. Later, I found out that as I did this act of placing the bracelet on a dead man's wrist, that everyone cringed in hopes his hand stayed together..........I don't know. I just know that he deserved that Honor.

I wish that I had the conceptual drawing to show you, but its placed safely away now...I guess the point of sharing this story, without the art, is that it is for reasons such as this that I have come to enjoy so many hobbies.

Because of he and mom, I can Stand for something, and because of my hobbies, I can leave a legacy of good.

I also placed a small chunk of the special metal that I used to make the gifts to mom and the girls within his coffin, and a chunk of the copper nuggets that I would have melted especially to make the real bracelet (that never got made), but I also know that if dad had a choice between his imperfect bracelet (due to timing), or the perfect one entirely made by my hand, he'd want the one I gave to him that day.

For a young person to be raised to enjoy history and hobbies or collecting is a Gift that can never be released. No matter where they are in life, no matter how far from home and family, they are as close as ever to Love from those who gave them this gift of curiosity.

Knowledge is both power and pain-filled...used well, and at its best, it is Growth! So, argue the point, not the person

The abyss was dank and empty...until I found the hands and warmth of Fire!
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