{"id":998,"date":"2011-07-28T19:40:57","date_gmt":"2011-07-29T02:10:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/themightyten.com\/blog19\/?p=998"},"modified":"2011-08-06T19:22:14","modified_gmt":"2011-08-07T01:52:14","slug":"for-gods-sakes-put-your-arm-around-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/themightyten.com\/blog19\/?p=998","title":{"rendered":"For Gods sakes put your arm around me!!!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><div id=\"attachment_999\" style=\"width: 310px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/themightyten.com\/blog19\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/uncBILL_me.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-999\" src=\"https:\/\/themightyten.com\/blog19\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/uncBILL_me-300x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" title=\"uncBILL_me\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-999\" srcset=\"https:\/\/themightyten.com\/blog19\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/uncBILL_me-300x300.jpg 300w, https:\/\/themightyten.com\/blog19\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/uncBILL_me-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/themightyten.com\/blog19\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/uncBILL_me.jpg 375w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-999\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">You say goodbye, I say hello<\/p><\/div><br \/>\nAnother photo from the Gerry archives. This is Uncle Bill. William Hartman. Dads brother.  I will give Gerry tons of credit&#8230;even though the photo is taken too far away, off center and is blurry as hell&#8230;.at least SHE TRIED! Thirty six years ago when she took this photo, she tried to create a memory, she tried to connect me to my uncle Bill. The man I NEVER knew. He was always so reserved and quiet&#8230;but that is just him and I&#8217;m sure he hasn&#8217;t changed much or at all. God bless him. I have thought about him the past 36 years. I think he was living in San Diego when I last saw him. I even think I was at his house. Or maybe it was Long Beach. I just remember California being another planet, not another state. Things were so so different there.<br \/>\nI have been told that Uncle Bill lives in California still. I know he had some health issues as a kid but here he is out-living my dad by two-fold.<br \/>\nIn this photo we are at DisneyLand. We are standing in front of the attraction: &#8220;It&#8217;s a Small World&#8221; What happens in this ride is that you are seated in a boat and you float into several rooms representing different parts\/nations of the world. There are ethnically correct dolls on both sides of the &#8220;river&#8221; and they all sing the same song&#8211;in synch&#8212;in their language. The message is pretty powerful, being this: We are all one. We are one world. The song to me, is just very sad and it brings tears to my eyes EVERYTIME. I do know this, Aunt Gerry just simply ADORED the &#8220;It&#8217;s a Small World&#8221; attraction and I can remember the look on her face as we rode it together long ago in 1975; she was a little girl in a candy store. I think I can slightly remember her having some kind of doll collection when I was little.<\/p>\n<p><em>it&#8217;s a world of laughter, a world or tears<br \/>\nits a world of hopes, its a world of fear<br \/>\ntheres so much that we share<br \/>\nthat its time we&#8217;re aware<br \/>\nits a small world after all<\/p>\n<p>CHORUS:<br \/>\nits a small world after all<br \/>\nits a small world after all<br \/>\nits a small world after all<br \/>\nits a small, small world<\/p>\n<p>There is just one moon and one golden sun<br \/>\nAnd a smile means friendship to everyone.<br \/>\nThough the mountains divide<br \/>\nAnd the oceans are wide<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s a small small world <\/p>\n<p>(chorus)<br \/>\n<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Another photo from the Gerry archives. This is Uncle Bill. William Hartman. Dads brother. I will give Gerry tons of credit&#8230;even though the photo is taken too far away, off center and is blurry as hell&#8230;.at least SHE TRIED! 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