"Some humans ain't human"

Those precious areas of commonality

It’s been almost three years since Marion has died and yet every day brings me different ways in which I remember her.  Recently I was driving home from a meeting and turned on the radio and selected one of my favorite college FM stations.  They were still playing a long time show that features folk, country and some “miscellaneous” styles.  I’ve never been a regular listener to this show, but it definitely was the best choice of listening that day and time.

John Prine’s “Some humans ain’t human” was playing.  John Prine’s music was one of the few areas of music in which our tastes coincided.  That and the subject of the song would be what I’d point out to her  “See Marion, even John Prine points out that people can suck…” .  We had slightly different aspects on people and life, Marion was a bit more idealistic shall we say?

Well just listening to this song drew a tear from my eye and made me remember.  Funny, I haven’t cried much after the first year, but I sure do get the blues at times.  Guess that’s why I’ve preferred to listen to the blues more than other modes of music lately. 

Marriage isn’t an arrangement in which both partners map out what their choices in life are going to be in common.  Each of you are “under contract” to respect and put up with whatever the individual choices are.  Live with it as best you can, bottom line.  That’s what Marion and I did in regards musical tastes and other things.