Words to Remember
When the confetti-like remnants filled paper bags, I could have closed my eyes and chosen a handful of scraps from all that I salvaged, an effortless way, almost a game, but guaranteed to render some treasured gem.
In a way, there is more order than chaos now, the fragments, wisps and bits scribbled with morsels of wisdom are sorted by size in protective air-tight plastic bags. Still… it’s potluck when I opt to share what I find, more on the lucky side since there is little of insignificance.
Having lost count of the days, I’ll simply use ‘of late,’ I stared at a fragment in my hand – the words written, known to me, in my head Ted’s gleeful voice when he conjured up a turn of phrase he loved – he loved doing this – he loved words!
Discovering it brought back the memory and more of course; that he wrote it down was no surprise. It had become one of his favorites, and I include it here, undated- my guess the late ’90s: “Your lines should sing and you should sing your lines.” Simply put, cleverly worded valuable advice.
