Goodbye to Joseph Sonka? To Irene and Miss Lillian and Mamie Theobald who moved down from Chicago?
Supposedly the Sonka House will have new owners. How will they wear the mantle of nobility which is the legacy of Joseph Sonka et al.?
Just now I am trying to move myself out, but I am not at all certain it can happen. What if the new owners are not tolerant of the neighborhood? What if they object to young black men walking across the front yard as though this was their's? (As well it is.)
What if they put up fences instead of little foot bridges across to the community of poor workers whom Joseph Sonka welcomed?
What if they are simply American white bourgeoise and do not know anything of the nobility of older days?
Ah, I am an aging woman without maintenance skills or capitalist savvy. I was hoodwinked, I think. I feel it may be my ethical duty to stay, not leave.
Oh, if I did not have other responsibilities. Other duties. Other promises.
It is not easy to leave this neighborhood. It is not easy to leave even the trees which died in last summer/autumn drought.
This is not a house one calls one's own. This is a cornerstone of community and history and dedication to craft.
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