I Remember Nonco by David Durio
"He was such a kind, spiritual and dedicated-to-his-faith man."
I remember the children's plays he
would put together and direct for Christmas and Easter at the Little
Flower Auditorium. I remember he either delivered the scripts I had to recite directly to
me or to my Mom. The scripts were written on a torn piece of paper. I guess I
was doing this between the ages of 6 to 10.
I remember going to his house with my Mom and he had all kinds of animals... his goose chased me around the yard one afternoon and pecked me.
I remember him at church in the
morning during the week and on Sundays. I always remember him in a suit. He
would pass out the Sacred Heart leaflets before and after Mass.
I remember the little house on the bayou where Mom said he would watch my oldest brother, Charles, during the day while she worked at the store. The shutters had like a pine tree image cut out of them. I remember Mom saying he was a teacher in either northern or central Louisiana before he came to Arnaudville... I think?
He was such a kind, spiritual, dedicated-to-his-faith man.
Dave


