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“How Do You Heal a Broken Heart?” by Erwin A. Thompson (for his youngest daughter)

Heart Springs Image by Janet Riehl

Heart Springs
Image by Janet Riehl


My father woke up in the night last week with part of this poem in his mind and walked into his dining room office to write it down on a construction clipboard on blue-lined paper. Where I found it the next morning.

As we chatted about it, I suggested it might be fun to try as an exchange of letters between the father and daughter. I’m so pleased that Pop agreed to experiment with my idea, yielding the poignant result below.

I particularly thrill to the lines: “Each task you did with love and skill/ Was like a work of art” as that exactly expresses for me the way I see my father approaching his work, and his love for fixing things. 

How do you heal a broken heart?

by  Erwin A. Thompson

For Janet, my youngest

Dear Daddy,

My dolly, when her arms came off,
You fixed as good as new.
And then you fixed my roller skates,
When they lost a screw.

Each task you did with love and skill,
Was like a work of art.
I’ve got another job for you.
What do you have to heal a broken heart?

Dear Daughter,

Well, Honey—I don’t righly know.
That’s a bigger job, by far.
You need to crawl up on my lap,
Or listen to my old guitar

There is a song for everything,
Sorting through the pile.
Soft, sad music for the heart break
And some will make you smile.

You always loved with all your heart,
You gave your treasure to a friend.
You gave your heart to careless hands
With heart break at the end.

I cannot change this careless, thoughtless world
Or its people, and the things they do.
Just come on home, and rest awhile;
And be ready when it’s time to start anew.

4.5 Daddy Care: Tending His Creative Fire

By Janet Grace Riehl

The deal is: My father at 96 is a strong spirit in a weakening body. Sight, hearing, hands, heart, lungs…are all giving way. Yet, he carves, sings when it suits him, and…he writes. Here’s a recent conversation.

Photo: Erwin A. Thompson by Janet Riehl


P = Pop

J = Janet

Pop sits slumped over at the dining room table behind his computer desk.

J: You look like you’re in a Brown Study (http://www.wisegeek.com/what-is-a-brown-study.htm)

P: Very. I’ve finished Part Three of “March 1st” I’m at loose ends.

He’s been working on “March First” for a year; it’s about the day the mortgage payments came due during the Great Depression.

J: Grace Madison thinks there’s a Part Four.

P: Yes. Probably. But I don’t know what it is yet.

And so,  I start to think. What can he write on while he’s waiting to know if there is a Part Four and what it is?

 J: You pulled together all the letters, and poems, and stories about your brother Willard. And, we have stories about Uncle Ralph. What if you wrote more about your relationship with Ralph? Especially about how you worked together fixing things? You could start with the family story of “Between me and my brother I know everything in the world.” Then you can compile and expand on stories you’ve already written like how you fixed the furnace on a Sunday by making the part you needed.

P: Maybe, but I feel like I’ve already done that.

J: You have the individual pieces, but you can bring them together into one piece. The way you’ve done with some of your other family portraits like “A Woman Before Her Time” for your Aunt Mim. Or, what if you wrote about your brothers together? I haven’t seen you do that. It would be interesting to see them side by side.

P: Uhh.

J: Uhh.

This, in fact, is the one he goes for first. It takes about a week. It starts out, “It seems to me that I have written this all before, but Janet thought that I needed to put it all together in one place.  I will try.”  Last night he handed me what he had written and asked me what I thought.

J: It’s good. I learned things I didn’t know. As  many years as I’ve heard and read these stories there continue to be little twists and new details that shine a whole new light on the point of the story and how it fits into the family story. But, I think you could do even more with this story of your two brothers.

 P: Like what?

And so we talk about what that might be. Both Willard and Ralph were extremely talented and bright, but lacked opportunities and education due to family circumstances and the Great Depression. There are sad elements in both stories that feel too delicate to put in print. We agree, and talk about what can be comfortably said. My father’s motto is “Let history be kind.”

Now we’ll see which (if any) of my other suggestions he might take up.

1) My father was a pipe-fitter for the gas company. He uses pipe as a building material for a handrail up the back steps, lamps, mother’s African Violet tree.

 J: This could be funny. It’s trendy now to use pipe in art. But, you’ve been doing it for decades. Write about pipe as a character.

  • How did you meet it?
  • Get to know it?
  • Do with it?

2) The Dumbest Ideas I Ever Saw (This is one of his favorite phrases.)

This one hits pay dirt. He begins to tell me a long story which I take notes on. “It doesn’t suit me what I’m going to tell you. There is this thing called progress. Sometimes it isn’t. It started in 1931 when they put in the pipeline to our house. It was Virgin Soil. We never had a leak in our good galvanized pipe from corrosion.” And off he goes to tell me about what a dumb idea it was (in 1965 when he worked for Union Electric) to use anodes to heal up the holes already in the pipe.

3) History of guns on Evergreen Heights (our place) and in the family. For sport, protection, and farm use.  Your Grandpa Riehl, Uncle Frank, you, and Gary.

That’s a pass. We talk about it briefly.

4) “Line Out”

J: Daddy, what’s the origin of the phrase “line out” that we use to mean get organized to work?

P: (thinks) It must be related to the nursery business.  (Evergreen Heights was an innovative working horticultural business.)

5) You’ve put together photo-documentation books and extensively documented E. A. Riehl’s horticultural work here on the place. But, what if you looked at that in an even bigger context? (I draw concentric circles.)

  • Life of the family
  • Neighborhood
  • Community
  • State Nut Growers Society
  • National horticultural world

What about an essay that draws all this together?

And so it goes. Now? Time to take the clothes out of the drier and put some food on the table.


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