Thursday, May 31, 2007

Return



(In memory of James E. Woolway)

I strip his feet of hospital socks,
one sister rests her cheek
on a gauze wrapped hand,
another fingers his thick hair
on the unbandaged side,
my mother thumbs
the back of his hand between
plastic tubes and silver needles.
Somewhere down the hall,
a nurse sings to another:
I hear you’re going home today?

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Pam, this really resonated - I remember this. Love S

Pam Woolway said...

Thanks Steve, I know you were there too. Thanks for reading. That week in the hospital, I never wrote a word in my journal until this particular day. love pam

Baja Family Adventure said...

Dear Pam,
Your father was so dear to you and your family. I can picture you all with him and feel his pride in all of you. I know how much you miss him.
Love, Shea

Anonymous said...

Hello Pam,

Looking at the picture, I believe your dad is the same James Woolway I served under on the USS Rogers (DD-876) 1969 ~ 1971. If so, I'd like to say that your father was the best "old man" that any blue water sailor could hope to serve under. I have many great memories of him from the short time I served under him. With sincere sympathy, I am sorry to hear of his passing.
Joseph Orzechowski
Sacramento, CA

Pam Woolway said...

Joseph, Wow. I mean wow. This is so kool that you stumbled upon this page. I am thrilled to hear from you. If you are into it, I'd love to hear more about my dad. He died just over a year ago. Two of my sisters and I are doing a memorial ride across Iowa in July with some of his friends, cousins and a brother of his who is 80. He was really into biking and I feel closest to him when I am riding. I can't thank you enough for making contact. Aloha, Pam

Anonymous said...

Pam, Hello.
"Return" was beautiful to read.
They broke the mold when they made the "Woolway boys".
Peace, Beth

Unknown said...

I was the navigator on the USS Rogers, 1968-70. Jim Woolway was my second and last CO. Full of confidence and enthusiasm, he was a joy to follow and serve under. I was a reserve junior officer doing my required time during the Vietnam era, and he showed me what it meant to serve well and enjoy it. I am grateful to have known him, Pam. You must be his daughter. I met Caroline, but not you. You had a special dad, and I had a special CO.

Bill Hankinson, Denver