AWAKE

As a wedding gift my Japanese, Jehovah witnessing father-in-law gave us a piece of land. I was flabbergasted by the extravagant gift. "You can build here"....a mass of head high cane like grass. We stayed in the parents double wide quonset home while I cleared the site. Sickle and pickax accomplished the task. A whimsical little place was born....OURS! I never did get a building permit, nor could I have. The land was leased land and belonged not to my father-in-law. He and I ceased talking. Early mornings I would find a copy of Awake on my doorstep. Years would pass and awkward additions expanded the original footprint. My ex-wife remains there, and six children, including our son were raised.