From The Storyteller
Hello All: This story is one that might apply to most of us. Enjoy. Doug
“A mature, tart cherry tree produces about 88 pounds of cherries each year”, Elaine to me after a Google search in response to my wondering about the magic of trees producing fruit. Standing in front of a local, fully loaded tree I’m marveling at how trees start with buds and end up loaded with fruit. And this, of course, causes me to think about bronze baby shoes.
I grew up in a community (70+ years ago) where some would actually bronze a child’s worn-out, first pair of baby shoes. I remember puzzling over how the big people I knew had fit into those shoes. At the time, growing up for me only meant a new mark on the closet door and being the only boy meant no hand-me-downs to grow into.
Size in grade school only mattered in the annual class pictures, and then high school happened, and size suddenly became a reality. There were big guys (and girls), and I was not one of them. When I asked my folks about my lack of size the answer was, “You don’t get Airedales out of Poodles.” A great answer for a teenager, but a little short on detail.
Which brings me to consider whether the answers I give, to questions others ask me, are any good - a good answer being one that satisfies the person asking the question. This of course requires a basic understanding of what the person asking the question wants to know. Example: At home my parents’ response worked, on a high school biology test it wouldn’t.
Which causes me to smile as I think about my 26 years lawyering and 16 years as a Methodist preacher. All those years trying to explain the law and theology to folks - God, please forgive me for all the confusion I’ve caused.
Moral: Confusion happens.