Friday, November 20, 2009

His Hands - Memorial Card Poem


This photo is Nick, Rich, and Jen with the mic... down in the basement doing a family recording.


His Hands

Strong hands, rough and thick -
I loved watching them work, fixing a wire, a tape, a dream
So quickly taking old things and making them new
For me, you, his world. Even now, I see them working
Like the wind or hummingbird wings, but stronger, and scraped up - those hands
Handing us a gift, his handmade “I love you.”
And while his hands glued together the broken bits of each day
His stories would thrill us with the danger and sweetness
Of the history of the blues, the music he loved and lived.
-by Betina Hershey Russo

To our beloved Husband, Father, Poppy, Uncle, Brother & Faithful Friend
Richard Russo
(February 7, 1944 - November 13, 2009)

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