As he greeted Miss Gretchen, his Uncle August threw her rusty bucket across the family hardware store. He said, Jimmy, “Get another bucket.”
He left Wadena when August died, to become a veterinarian in the beginning of September. He failed vet classes to be a food inspector in the Navy. That’s when he met his lady, Carolynn Anne, saying, “Baby I got a plan.”
He said, “We’re moving to 14 different cities because this what life is all about. So let’s get up and shout.”
This is what life is really all about.
St. James was just being himself and that is what life is really all about.
This is what it’s all about.
A man of many vocations, he drove his family around the country in Volkswagen bus, and he said that there is no one like us. Courageous cunning characters, his kids were all rebellions just as he was but, except for one. The one who protects his mom.
I don’t know whose singing at the altar, but that seems to be my own father. St. James was the greatest alcoholics counselor who wrote letters saying:
Fearless factions fought for all the fakes, who don’t remember their own place. Be real just in case because this what people should be about.
He told his grandson to be himself because this is what life is all about.
A strange man beat down an afro-haired teenager down south in Tangletown, St. James said, “Get off him, get off him, off him!”
Then he looked at his son and said, “Stand up for what you believe. This is how it’s supposed to be. I’m not going to be anyone but me.”
Scream and shout, that this is what life is all about.
This is what it’s all about.
Saint James was the only one who knew what life was really all about.
Remember, “The Zos Knows”.
-David Zosel
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