Richman And Lazarus By John Lennon

Everything will be alright in the end, and if it’s not alright it’s not the End!” – John Lennon

In story of the Richman and Lazarus, when Lazarus died he went to Paradise. Paradise is so surreal to me. When I was a little boy I thought my whole life was to live in Paradise, to me it was a wonderful feeling. I use to pick daisies and little flowers and bring them home to my mother when I was five years old, because she was so wonderful to me, she was paradise. Lots of hugs, kisses, treats and gifts she would give me I was in paradise. We were poor but I didn’t know it, I was only about 4 yrs. old; what I did know was my mother was beautiful my brother was wonderful, my dad was good, my sister came a little later in my life, but I was so happy.

She would buy these Big Jars of pickles and I LOVED PICKLES…still do! With my eyes twinkling and bright, my mom said I was about 5 or 6 yrs. old I dashed into the kitchen to get her a pickle. As time went by my mom and Big Mama was wondering what was taking me so long in getting her a pickle. Finally, after waiting I came out of the kitchen with a pickle in my hand and gave it to her. Apparently I had a long sleeve shirt on and when I handed Big Mama the pickle my sleeve was soaked in pickle juice from top to bottom. My mom and Big Mama was wondering what happened in the kitchen, so they went into the kitchen and saw what I did. They realized I had placed all the pickles from the jar on the table to find the smallest pickle in the jar to give to Big Mama. They looked at each other, began to laugh and said this little boy is a mess! Life at this time was paradise for

Bat Masterson had a cane and a derby hat and so did I that Christmas and I was in Paradise! I loved my westerns! The following Christmas I wanted to be Paladin; another western show that was called “Have Gun Will Travel.” This time I had the business card, the gun, the holster he wore with the Chess piece on the handle and the black hat, and I had a little wooden horse. You know the broom stick converted to a horse head (plastic) and my gun belt and cap gun, I was ready for action!

I use to have a little red wagon connected to my bicycle, which I used to collect pop bottles and take them to the store and redeem them for 2 cents each. I rode my bicycle and my mom use to tell me people would come to her to tell her I would be singing this song by Ray Charles, that goes like this: “I got a women way across town, she’s good to me, oh yes she is. She gives me money when I’m down, she’s a friend yes indeed, so on and on, etc.” My mom would laugh and the other ladies would laugh at this little 3 or 4 yrs. old kid on this little tricycle just riding and singing this song…Amazing! I mean all this and more was so wonderful. Also on Easter or special occasion I had this sharp red blazer jacket. Man I loved