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Author: Dick Taylor

Dick Taylor was born in Jackson Mississippi, July 27, 1947. He was raised in a Navy family and traveled around the world until college, where he met his wife Nina. They were students at the University of Illinois and married shortly after graduation in Chicago. They have raised two fine young men and one exceptional daughter, spending most of their lives in Kansas City, Missouri. Mr. Taylor has enjoyed a career as an entrepreneur in the automotive industry, owning two different car dealerships, an aftermarket company and a sales training enterprise that served Chevrolet Motor Division and retail dealers for many years. Currently he is now semi-retired in Atlanta, living near his daughter and her family. Mr. Taylor has written poems as a hobby for many years, as a form of personal reflection and relaxation. His topics have covered a wide variety of subjects, from a deeply reflective ode to his father, to simple every day observations, including park benches and sweet gum trees.

Poem: Ode to a Stroke, or A Life Altered

It is important to explore the valuable information from patient poems and a potent example of this insight is evident in Mr. Dick Taylor’s poignant reflection on his experience of suffering a stroke. Certainly no standardized outcome measure could reveal the depths of his emotions like the words of his poem, which allow us an intimate view into his true struggles.

Poem: Ode to a Stroke, or A Life Altered

[vc_row][vc_column][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row content_placement=”top”][vc_column][vc_custom_heading text=”Poem: Ode to a Stroke, or A Life Altered” font_container=”tag:h1|text_align:left|color:%231e73be” use_theme_fonts=”yes”][vc_custom_heading text=”By Dick Taylor” font_container=”tag:h4|text_align:left|color:%23000000″ use_theme_fonts=”yes” css=”.vc_custom_1540910869200{padding-bottom: 30px !important;}”][vc_column_text]December 26, 2013 I was moving forward at a pace, In this life called the human race, With strength and purpose and resolved, And little thought to how we evolve. How simple it has been […]