Photography By Sethsnap. Your Story: The Front Yard
When I came over.. I found him at his desk, looking out. This is his first winter after the military service. The winter months has reduced his mobility with the snow. During the summer you would find him in the yard… always around that stump. Meditating, working out. His room is situated to where he can see out the window as he does pull-up and sit-up, improving his core for the prosthetic and balance..
A few years ago on graduation day he came home and told my aunt that he was following his uncles in the family tradition of duty to country. She was not happy. His dad (a vet) did tried to discourage him..not having found memories of being a minority in Vietnam but he did his duty and was proud of his boy. Determined and mind completely made up he left and did two tours of duty…Iraq and Afghanistan. When he left this home years ago the tree was a complete with branches leaves and limbs.. When he returned from the conflict he was injured. losing a limb to a roadside bomb. The tree had been struck by lightning and had been cut.
It was a strange occurrence. This particular night there was a big thunder storm with lightning, a real lulu of a storm and then pow the tree was hit.. We live across the street. It lit up and split and burned until firetrucks came..The next week my uncle had it cut & removed. That also was the morning they received the call about Richard being hurt in a bombing..
Our family played in that tree from toddling to teens. It was devastating to many of us in the family..But Richard really took it hard…He thought he was being mocked by the fates.. You know stumpy…
On his return, he spent summers in the yard recuperating. This was his first winter home. My visits to him are cool we shoot the breezy and do some weight lifting. I’m thinking the stump is depressing him, but not my family!
He is happy and he said he’s leaving the wheelchair outside until he can walk and move it. He’s getting fitted for a prosthetic soon. When he goes out, he leave the house via the rear door, where there are no stairs.
Every day on the way to therapy, he stops at the stairs and declares. “I’m coming back soon to walk all over you!” and laughs..
He’s going make a table out of the tree Stump was what he told me……knowing my determined cousin it will have legs…