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In Memory of Justin Olson

      From the memorial service for Justin Olson
      July 9, 1998

      My Son
      I used to hold you to my breast
      And you would squeeze your face
      And make a fist
      Complaining and howling
      The sweet milk
      Never came fast enough for you
      You were impatient to feel full
       
      It didn't matter
      Because I loved you so
      I would have stood before
      A firing squad
      To protect you from harm
      And each of my days and nights
      Began and ended
      With the heartbeat
      Of my precious child
       
      You are nearly grown now
      Sometimes you raise your fist
      Knowledge and answers
      Never come fast enough for you
      You grow impatient
      With your world       		I know now
      That you must face
      The firing squad alone
      For if I were to stand
      In harms way
      I would block the path
      To manhood
       
      So go alone
      With my blessings
      And slay all the dragons,
      Fight the battles
      And when at last
      You find peace
      There you will also find
      Love
      The answers will come
      Like sweet flowing milk
      And our souls will touch
      Once again
      My son
       
       
       
      Nancy Walton
      1990

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