On Top of the World
When I was a boy I wanted to be a steeplejack; a fellow who would climb
to the top of a church spire because it needed a new coat of paint. Or
perhaps climb a municipal water tower whose letters had been weathered away
and be the one to put shiny new letters on it. I would look up at those men,
longing to be one of those men on top of the world. Oh, the dreams of a
little boy.
As it happens to so many in this world, my young life was difficult and
painful. I had parents who loved me, though it was difficult for them to
show it. It was my grandparents who would show me what it meant to be loved
unconditionally. Sitting on my grandpa’s lap at the mere age of three,
listening to baseball on the radio, I would listen intently to the story
about how he lost his fingers while in the 1800s. He would tell tall tales
about how he ran liquor from Canada for Al Capone in the 1930s, helped Henry
Ford push the first car through the assembly line, and met Babe Ruth and Ty
Cobb. I took it all for truth with wide, excited eyes that sparkled with
love and admiration. My grandma would look up from her daily tasks and say,
“ Oh Father, stop filling that boy’s head with those silly stories.” Grandpa
would simply lean over, aim into the spittoon, and smile gleefully.
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