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Show -. stations at nigm. And railroad tracks in the daytime. And street lights all alone in the wind. And black rain on the city pavement. And frightened leaves pleading at the window. And the purgatory of dusk; 1 wish I knew myself. why they make me lonely, apart Like coming into a town I've never seen before and searching vainly for the familiar. Like lying awake at midnight and hearing a rooster crow. Like the sound of the church bell tolling. Like a song full of someone I loved rising suddenly in an empty room. How I l feel? Say you do. mean? Do you know what Say you knw whaTfUsT'Say you KavTenTand heard it, loor The morning you rise before dawn and pack a suitcase and - drive out into the dull birth of day. lStt "ti." it Tfcnew-wba- t -- is about Sitting alone at, a table and feeling around you something you cannot share. Waiting in a railroad station by a spittoon for a train fiHing n I'' v- whicfrdoemotome. Tell me you recognize the emotion. I cannot give it a name. There is no word. I don't know why it should matter, but it does. Maybe because ittsymuc1rraTt"TofTiT5r body as my hanilsonriy fr-p- eyes or my heartbeat. You know, don't you? Unlocking the door of a house you know is forsaken. The disappointment of Winter in the expectation of Spring. A dog barking by an abandoned farmhouse. And love's indifferent death. Look in my eyes. Do you see it, too the quick comprehension of the gray street, lost before it is found? p , Please. Say you know. Richard Brauer l M IB MHIIMP'ii'l hi mi ii n in hi imp w mi On this Memorial Day, I cannot help thinking of the mothers whose children have preceded them down the great, white road- - grief, they become more patient, more tolerant, more kind. They take their bitter loss and use it in a mystical manner to bring way-f happiness-t- thousands of us mothers who have lost children in infancy or on the threshold of youth; mothers whose children have been taken in adolescence through accident or illness; mothers whose sons battlefields or in died on far-o- ff and aged mothers prison camps; who have Tost children in the v Prodding I have always believed that every child should regularly attend church and Sunday schools It remained for my friend, Evelyn, however, to present this point convincingly to my neighbors. Several of us housewives had gathered for morning coffee in my dining room. One mother said plaintively, "I wish I could get that young son of mine to go to Sunday school, but he says he . 11 chiloV-Their-v,joic- ' because they are mothers must carry on their hours, days, and years of service. In learning to live with their I North Michigan Leonard Ave Chicago I, III. S. Davidow, Publither Walter C. Dreyfui.. Aisoclate Publiiher Ben Kartman. Editorial. Director Melanle De Proft. Food Editor William A. Fetter, Art Director Associate Editor Robert Fitigibbon " Hal levinson FAMILY WEEKLY MAGAZINE MAY Regina Gruss Jerry, 29, Klein 1935 want them to have Mother,-Victoria- I into-store-wmo- ws, join in singing our patriotic songs. My husband and I have just returned from three years in Europe, and we truly feel that "Take him anyway!" Evelyii countered positively. "Oh, but t don't think it's wise to force him," the other said. Whynot?" EvelyivskedMyi- - es children goodness', 'forced' to do what is good for . them since the beginning of time. You should hear my son complain about brushing his teeth, but he keeps them shining with a little 'forcing.' And Sue was a prize tantrum-throwduring her first two weeks in public school; but I took her anyway, and now she loves it. As for church and Sunday school, they provide my children with the best in spiritual BE we all begin today to show that know what our flag really signifies and be proud to show that we know it. Mrs. Edward Zenz, Patch Grove, Wis. Seeing Life In a New Light The curling steam rising from a of coffee at the breakfast table, a tiny speck of dust gleaming in the sunlight, or a dog's tail cup 4 RICH! . ....... FAMILY WEEKLY TEEN-AGER- 7 ..II Jean Komaiko... PATTERNS ...... ....... JUNIOR TREASURE CHEST edited by Marjorie Barrows. KATCHWORD KROSSWORD CONTEST. SHE LAUGHED HER WAY TO SUCCESS by Nick Thimmesch . MAKE THE MOST OF YOUR WINDOW WALLS . by RutH W. Lee. t ........ .......... .. once-ove- Let's GIVING AWAY MONEY IS THEIR BUSINESS! by Jerry Klein. 6 FUN AND FINE FOOD WITH YOUR OUTDOOR GRILL ' I ..... 7. 7 (Recipes) .10 WARDROBE FOR A WEEK. END by Allyn Rice... ARE YOU A NORMAL by Charles and re missing a friendly greeting! Mrs. P. K. P., Tonasket, Wash. er HOPE WE'LL NEYER and-the- too casual about showing their pride in this wonderful country. have been tneToK" ing around me. I looked down, with head cocked, givr, was a ing me a quick very fat, pearly gray pigeon. He cooed a warm "Hello" that made me smile. All this time, I've been . ". 179 I -ju- stTsn-'tTrrterested.41 Their lips, cheek of another child, are tender, for they remember the first time they kissed the fine, smooth skin of the departed hold softer mothering-tone- s. And often, their love is poured out on all around them, giving to everyday living a little touch of heaven. So, on Memorial Day, I would say to other mothers who have had a child called home by God: "Keep their memory ever green through unselfish service to others." In this way, they will turn their grief into a glorious memorial of love for others; and prime of life. The years cannot dim the memory of these lost children or ease the pain very much for a mother can never forget her child. Yet mothers thersr as they touch the o- and food, ... A Uttl -- wagging a friendly greeting my son sees all these things infant that. Don't you?" Evelyn put across her point, with wonder and delight as he and there have been excellent sits' perched in his highchair results in our little group. Conevery morning. Through his fresh , vision, I have begun to realize vinced Texas, how we adults blind ourselves to Are We Too Casual beauties and wonders in our daily About Patriotism? lives, We become so concerned Let's teach our people to show about the news of the world and our problems for the day that we their pride in our flag and country. Let's help them Ipse their forget to look out the window at being the and see the return of the first Spring robin or the buds on the first to rise when our national anthem is played or to salute lilac bushes. On my way to the office this when the flag goes by. Let's be proud to clap when it is shown week, instead of peering dully that, next to love of God, is the finest thing in the world. Auleen. B. Eberhardt, Dubuque, la. ifT. 1 1 We Pay $10 for Your Letters ;eIco?ne your views on any subject of general interest. If we print your letter, you will receive $10. Letters must be signed, but names will be withheld on re- We quest. We reserve the right to edit contributions. Address Letters Editor, Family Weekly, 179 N. Michigan Ave., Chicagd 1, 111. youngsters will be sorry when the nation's schools are closed and locked for the summer. For summer holds many children, the promise of a family vacation trip; for others, it means a few weeks at camp; and for some very lucky ones, it means a summer on Uncle's farm. Frankly, wo rather envy our cover girl and the other city youngsters who will be enjoying the excitements ?v of the farm. (Rhoto by John Mechling from FPG.) 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