A Journey from
1944 to … Now
2004–2005 School Year
Western Reserve Academy
And now some darkness seeping in.
December. Med exam.
My doctor noticed … something … that
Would alter who I am.
The biopsy was positive—
A new malignancy.
My prostate gland was cancerous.
But not so bad? (We’d see.)
The surgeon said that I could wait
Until the school year died.
And so it was that not till June
Did I at last decide
To have the surgery at last—
Removal of the gland.
It went so well (or so they said)
Let’s give them all a hand!
But then a post-op biopsy
Had other news for me.
They didn’t get it all, it
seems:
A deep despondency.
I was determined, very set—
Determined through it all—
That I would still go back to teach
In the ensuing fall.
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