May 25, 2018
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John Andrew Carter

In Loving Memory Of
Sept. 10, 1971 – April 12, 2006
The sum total of you will always fall short because you were so much more than there is to report. Your mind and your hands, so quick and so clever, were sure and precise. Nothing defeated you ever. A cook and a craftsman, a fine carpenter too. The porch wouldn’t exist if not for you. We look and we see, from this place where we stand, that many things here know the touch of your hand. But our hearts are unfinished, you’ve work still to do, and you can complete them when next we see you. With love on your birthday and always, Mom,
Papa and the whole family

Here’s a birthday poem
from Papa:
“First Run In Years”
Bought a battery
cleaned the tank
drained the carb
that’s all it took.
She breathed again.
She faltered for a moment
as if confused.
Awoke from her limbo
of being unused.
She soon settled down
to her throaty lope.
She sounded strong
like there might be hope
that she’d run again,
run again, run —
But she sits and waits
six lost seasons now.
Six more passes of
the grave digger’s plow.
Her heart is trapped
in an iron confine
like my love for you
is cradled in mine.

Miss you – love you – wish all you needed was a battery.

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