Harry Truman, Where Are You?

Harry Truman, where are you? Lord I think Mom and I have had this conversation a hundred times, Harry Truman, the people's president. Every election she reminds me there will never be another President like Truman ! We talk about Truman over breakfast, over lunch, over dinner, he somehow works himself into every conversation. Harry Truman this and Harry Truman that, the world's greatest President is no longer alive, Mom !

She looks at me with disgust in her eyes, don't I understand how he saved the world? Yes, of course Mom he was and is the greatest person in the world ! I hate these days of her not knowing what she had for breakfast, but remembering every details from forty years ago. Harry Truman and war years, working at the factory, marrying my Dad while he fought for our freedom, I think I have heard these stories at least a thousand times. I call my sister to watch over Mom while I go to an appointment, she gets all flustered and says what am I going to talk to her about, with a giggle I tell her the war would be a great topic. Needless to say I didn't mention which war !

At my doctor's office, I quietly sit as he asks me questions to check my fifty five year old memory! What color is the sun? (yellow) How many children do you have? (2) What year is it? (1945) Why is he looking at me funny? Who is the President of the United States (I have this one Harry Truman) He turns to write something on his chart as I realise what I said, I try to explain but stop and wonder Harry Truman, Where are you when I need you? Examination over the doctor looks at me and asks if I have been forgetting things lately, forgetting things! I can't even remember what decade we are in or who is the president ! Laughing to myself I head back home to Mom and Harry Truman, the world's greatest President!