"But my mother weighed in as 'P. L. / Of Orange' and she really caught hell"
P. L. of Orange and the Shoebox of Hate
A long time ago in simpler days Which now seem like May in December There was this CB radio craze You may be too young to remember It was Citizens Band radio And drivers all talked to each other Of gossip and roads and when to slow Down if the cops should be a bother
This started with truckers but then spread To everybody else and it led To odd situations now and then For example I remember when My mother would be watching TV And when someone using a CB Would pass the house it would interfere With something she was trying to hear
Mom got upset about little things So she wrote to "The Troubleshooter" In a very well-written letter In those days before the computer Not expecting the trouble it brings To go against what is popular In a column in the newspaper I just wish that she had known better
But my mother weighed in as "P. L. Of Orange" and she really caught hell
Angry men thought she was a man too And wrote in detail what they would do To P. L. of Orange if they knew Where she was just because she complained The Troubleshooter writer explained People were crazy he was lazy And forwarded their letters to her She kept them in a shoebox of hate
We never knew who those people were But she is dead now and it is late
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMV
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Steve--AWESOME AWESOME write. YOur style seems to have changed some!!! hmmm. it's different and I like it. It's story form Poetry.. Thank you for sharing this with us about your mom. Sorry to hear there were numbsculls bugging her- Whatever happen to the shobox of hate mail? Did it get buried in a certain place- for that healing to take place? I love your writing style STeveee- Have a pleasant night of Peaceeeeeeee... WARmly yours-Sheee p.s. I still have a CB *( notthe same, it's house one) but, we listen to it on Fridays and Sat.s other than that, the noise in the house- does get to confusing, when your listening. So right on that note.
Boy is that a trip down memory lane, in a job related form, I received many CB calls relating to accidents or illness as a 911 dispatcher....good write Steven...
I don't know how you do it, Stevie. You can tell a tale with rhythm and rhyme seemingly with such ease. Nicely done once again, my friend. Love and peace. Regis
Good write and a good example of ignorance and hate can do. I still have a CB in my Jeep for when we do trail runs and they can be fun and invaluable in an emergency but should not be used to cause undo hardship to others.
Sepsis knocked her down and out. Faith, hope, and gave her the strength to get back on her feet. I am a Runner She fought the river of death They said she'd never run again
She proved them wrong...
She never felt safe at home as a young girl, and didn't understand why when she finally escaped she wasn't safe in the big wide world either ...effectively jumping out of the frying pan into the fire!
Felix