Much of what I write is fiction, but this is a true poem about a couple I knew when I lived in Florida and worked in the jewelry business with Eddy’s wife Carol.
Eddy, a good looking guy in a hardened way, had the body of a bruiser, and he looked freakishly formidable.
His wife, Carol, a pretty, fun southern belle blonde, had a knock out body par excellence, with curves men couldn’t help but notice.
When you see ex-con in the title, it could lead you to believe Eddy was a bad man and a risky choice for a woman to get involved with.
That may have been true at one time, but Eddy was a bona fide changed man who found Jesus
and became a gentle real deal Christian after a profound spiritual experience in prison.
I really liked Eddy and was happy for him that he had become a changed man that sometimes only an act of God can miraculously make happen.
But I hated that often when Eddy and Carol were out in public some people would give them dirty looks, and this was before mixed race couples were less common and disdained by many.
I also hated it when Carol’s ex husband, a southern man, said she had “taken up with a n******.” (I always hated that word and knew the sting of it ran deeper than calling me a racist slur about my Irish and English heritage.)
I lost track of Eddy and Carol decades ago, and as they were older than me back then, they’ve probably moved on now into the afterlife.
And if their marriage lasted, and I believe it did, and as they were both Christians, I hope they’re happy together in heaven.
Bob Boyd
