Excerpt: Something to Write Home About: Memories From a Presidential Diarist
By Janis F. Kearney

WOW! Press   |   Hard Cover   |   320 Pages   
November, 2008   |   ISBN 9780976205852

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I wouldn’t stop the car, risk changing my mind. The decision had been too difficult, too painful. I turned away from the rearview mirror, imagining Daddy growing older. I wished for more resolve; to erase the small beads of doubt. This journey was necessary, predestined. Wasn’t that what Daddy had taught us, about dreams, about impossibilities, about preparing ourselves for miracles? Yet. I was giving up so much…would miss so much about our Sundays on Varner Road; The Sunday School visits, where Daddy was still superintendent – after more than 50 years; and the warm and friendly hugs from those who remembered "Faye," growing up there. "My goodness, if you aren’t the spittin’ image of Miss Ethel!"

I’d miss the cool, spicy fragrance of Aqua Velva that Daddy had fallen in love with in 1965. His nine-year old son, Jerome, had bought it at Fish’s Grocery Store, wrapped it with care, and delivered it proudly, on Christmas morning. Since then; the smoothly rounded blue bottle had never disappeared from my father’s bathroom cabinet.

I’d miss the sweet, buttery aroma of Daddy’s yeast rolls that sometimes met me at the door – informing me that Daddy’s morning had been one full of reminisces of his life with Mama. Those days ended either in living room naps, or passionate discussions about politics – no more one-sided lectures once I was old enough for my own opinions.

It was the 90-minute drive to Route 1, Varner Road; though, that I would miss most. Going home to the place of my past, and where the Kearney family still gathered. Daddy’s blessings had been a prerequisite for my journey. Yet, my heart broke to see that his eyes held more than blessings, something sadder than pride. For the first time, I regretted the 90 minute drive that would allow me to remember all that I would miss…all that I would lose, in this journey to Washington, D.C. and the White House.

Excerpted from Something to Write Home About: Memories From a Presidential Diarist by Janis F. Kearney. Copyright 2008 by Writing Our World! Press Books. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced without permission in writing from the publisher.