Chilocco Reunion at Chilocco, 2012

[DonnaFlood]

This video is a bit sad for me, reminds me of my mother when she was young, She always took such care of her hair. I can remember her standing in the rain while she washed her hair with rain water.

I'm busy, busy going from each craft to art and any idea I can come up for some kind of an exhibit.

This is the poem I've done for some stationery:
Chilocco Reunion at Chilocco, 2012

Lingering mist of another time and our youth wraps around us like prairie winds aloof.

Minds swung from socials, math, English, , vocation, detail, escorts and subtle truth.

Something lingers in the empty walls of these old stone buildings so quiet but still in place

Remember, gave us the will, the friendship, no not that, more as family to conquer, win the race.

So we rested here for a few days on the reunion of June 2012 to share remembered stories

Left us away from the world around where turmoil not wisdom prevail, and all those worries.

Sweet songs of yesterday seem to float through the air and around this oval of campus grand.

They bind us together again. Surely there is a whisper, a lesson here, a picture to teach this land

Peace is not just a dream called Utopia but is created by minds of such genius and intellect

All that is and was we who are the alumni sampled this rare jewel and for her still hold respect.

Poem by Donna Jones Flood, class of ‘55

[Ranald]

Re: Chilocco Reunion at Chilocco, 2012

Donna, yet another wonderful addition, for us to view, and reflect.

If only the present population would accept being, WITH the ANIMALS and the WORLD in which we live.

Do you have a 'title' for the poem ?

Thank you.

Ranald

[DonnaFlood]

Re: Chilocco Reunion at Chilocco, 2012

Ranald,
Thank you for reading.

I was going to call it Whispers From the Walls but by some chance my cousin wrote
a poem using that word so in my hurriedness (is that a word;) I just submitted it as
is.

You have written a truth, Ranald. The world is badly out of line with creation and there
seems no bringing things back to sanity. The changes in our country with laws and such are
such that no one can recognize what is natural. My daughter by the laws of sanity and mother's
protection for off spring stopped a boy from beating and pulling her daughter's hair out, and they
arrested my daughter, put her in jail over night. Now I have to engage an attorney, in a time when
we are doing all the heavy dangerous work for this area. My daughter has to deal with students
who are difficult, the immoral generation around us, my son an electrician who was going to the
depth of the dam to keep the electricity working, my husband aging and still pushing to keep the
electricity for all functions of the college from stage lighting to computers.

All I can do is go with tears in my eyes as I pray to my Creator, early mornings to keep me sane and
struggling to do the cooking so they can find a quiet warm harbor where food is on the table. I struggle
with broken tools and no man's help on this hill to keep the place looking beautiful, and by the way the
yard is so beautiful this year, I suppose because of the mild winter. Better stop, maybe this is too long now.

thks again
donna