April 22nd…“WHAT IS THE BIGGEST PHYSICAL PROBLEM YOU’VE HAD TO DEAL WITH IN LIFE?”
POEM – “Eye Of Mine” by N. Elliott Noorlun
The weak left eye, Of this here guy,
Started from the moment of birth.
This tiny little cuss, Wouldn’t “get off the bus”,
To start his journey on earth.
Inside Mom’s womb, Was a cozy room,
Where I laid rather transverse.
No matter the kneading, Even with doctor’s pleading,
I’m sure things got quite terse.
When the moment came, Doc Hanson’s name,
Was called to help Mom out.
With forceps pull, This tiny bull,
Finally came popping out.
The squeezing of my head, Gave my folks some dread,
For the left eye was weaker than my right.
Especially in the sun, It t’weren’t no fun,
Cause I’d close that eye up tight.
My dad could tell, He knew quite well,
If I were angry or tired.
That left eye of mine, Wandered out of line,
As if it had been wired.
So, if in the sun, While having fun,
I squint one eye outta sight.
It’s only due, To the doctor who,
Had to yank this kid to the light!
Norwegian Farmer's Son 