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The Curve

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GITA

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Wade Harmon died Saturday, driving his John Deere eastward on the back fifty. The tractor idled until it ran out of fuel, and when he didn't come in for lunch, Mavis walked outside and saw it, green and yellow standing out against the long, brown prairie furrows.
She ran to him, but there was no diesel left in the tank with which to carry him home.
My Betty went to their house the next morning with egg-and-bacon casserole and fresh biscuits. They'd laid Wade out in the parlor on a cooling board, the old timey way, in a suit and white shirt, shined shoes and tie.
The next afternoon, people gathered at the graveside to speak of all the ways that Wade had touched their lives. Back in the '60s, Wade had rounded up all the family farmers and started Kansas' first co-op. In those days, we all believed that the communal way of sharing would keep us safe from the long reach of Con-Agra and Archer Daniels Midland, those agribusiness giants spreading across the heartland like a cancer, squeezing the little guy out.
In the 90s, Wade was the first to warn us about Monsanto and the privatization of seeds. Thirty farmers from Coho County drove to Jefferson City and circled the Capitol with our tractors and harvesters in protest.
After the cemetery, folks gathered back at Harmon's farm, some to eat, others to stand by the tractor shed with flasks and tell more stories. Trevor, Wade's eldest, walked me down the rows of spring wheat -- freshly green and hopeful -- to the spot where Wade had died.
Grief has a steep curve, and each of us -- sons, wives, best friends -- has to climb that curve somehow and make it down the other side.
We talked until the light was gone, talked about who would harvest the crop, talked about Mavis' future, about tractors and ethanol and prices of corn. We were just two men on a patch of ground, navigating the curve of grief the best we could while whippoorwills sang their dirge and the stars leaned down a little closer.

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Image of Valerie Johnson
Valerie Johnson · ago
This is beautiful. You took me there to that place and time. Thank you, Gita!
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Isabel Sloane · ago
This is a very good story, with a wonderful sense of place. We're drawn immediately into the middle of what's happening. I'm so sorry to hear that apparently you didn't win, but you deserved to.
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TLC · ago
Grief has a steep curve... Exceptional piece. You deserve to win.
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GITA · ago
Well, unfortunately the judges didn’t see it that way.
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Jessica Ann · ago
Nice flash story with an honest voice
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Sandra Davies · ago
Such a strong voice.
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Thara · ago
I like your story "The Curve"...
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GITA · ago
Thank you! You are very kind.
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Kim · ago
I can see everything in my mind! Great story!
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Robert McEvily · ago
Congrats Gita - great story!
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Prince Gusto · ago
excellent story, hope you win!
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GITA · ago
Thank you so much for taking the time to read my story and two comments. You are a prince.
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Matt Paust · ago
Moving sweep of a life you made me care about.
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