Compassionate, clear-headed, reliable, and funny. If a book could be the best man at my wedding, Id choose this one.
Dinty W. Moore, author of Dear Mister Essay Writer Guy
Curious yet compassionate, deft yet relentlessly frank, Joey Franklin explores the inner lives of men, reveals the intimacies and complexities of marriage and fatherhood, and dignifies the lives of ordinary peopleall in utterly lucid and graceful prose.
Traversing the distance between the love notes penned in middle school and Shakespearean sonnets, Joey Franklins essays are marvels of balance and surprise, ordinary life and soulful loving, careful listening and the drive to connect.... If the culture is awash in hyperbole, as Franklin suspects, this bookgraceful and disarmingis our antidote.
My Wife Wants You to Know Im Happily Married
Joey Franklin
University of Nebraska Press | Lincoln and London
2015 by the Board of Regents of the University of Nebraska
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Franklin, Joey.
[Essays. Selections]
My wife wants you to know Im happily married / Joey Franklin.
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For Melissa and the boys, of course. Where would I be without them?
There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.
Friedrich Nietzsche
The world has grown suspicious of anything that looks like a happily married life.
Oscar Wilde
The main thing is to be moved, to love, to hope, to tremble, to live. Be a man before being an artist.
Auguste Rodin
Contents
First to my patient, supportive family, many of whom have found themselves on the pages of this book, but none more often than my wife, Melissa, and our three boys, Callan, Nolan, and Ian. They are the bright center of everything. I also thank my parents, Rod and DeAnn; my siblings, Krysti, Sherri, Joshua, Misha, Jason, and Tom; and my in-laws, Mike, Cristi, Amy, Caleb, Aubrey, Ross, Natalie, and Chad.
I am likewise indebted to many friends and mentors for their example and writing advice: Patrick Madden, Lance Larsen, Doug Thayer, Dinty W. Moore, Joan Connor, Jill Patterson, Dennis Covington, Kyle Minor, and too many classmates to list. I must also thank those who appear on these pages in pseudonymthose from my past who have the right to remain there if they wish. These are my stories, and I imagine they have theirs.
I could not have completed this collection without generous support from the English Department and College of Humanities at Brigham Young University; the English Department and Graduate School at Ohio University; and the Provosts Office, Graduate School, and English Department at Texas Tech University. Im particularly grateful to the administrators of the AT&T Chancellors Fellowship at Texas Tech for their generous funding during my PhD program, where I completed many of the essays in this book.
I would also like to thank the editors of the following publications where my essays originally appeared:
The Lifespan of a Kiss first appeared in Gettysburg Review 26.2 (Summer 2013).
Grand Theft Auto: Athens, Ohio, Edition first appeared in the Normal School 1.7 (Fall 2011).
In Their Ears and on Their Tongues first appeared in American Literary Review 12.2 (2011).
Climbing Shingle Mill Peak and How to Be a T-Ball Parent first appeared in Sport Literate 8.2 (Fall 2013) and 7.2 (March 2012), respectively.
On Haptics, Hyperrealism, and My Fathers Year in Prison first appeared in the Pinch 33.1 (Spring 2013).
Call Me Joey first appeared in Waccamaw (Fall 2010).
Houseguest first appeared in Mid-American Review 35.1 (December 2014).
Language Lust first appeared in Florida Review 35.2 (2010).
Working at Wendys was the grand-prize-winning essay in Twentysomething Essays by Twentysomething Writers, edited by Matt Kellogg and Jillian Quint, and originally published in 2006. Reprinted by arrangement with Random House, Inc.
Finally, the three haiku appearing in the last chapter of this book are from The Sound of Water: Haiku by Bash, Buson, Issa and Other Poets, translated by Sam Hamill, 1995 by Sam Hamill. Reprinted by arrangement with The Permissions Company, Inc., on behalf of Shambhala Publications Inc., Boston MA . www.shambhala.com.
I regard it in the light of a duty to caution my readers emphatically, and at the very outset, as to the danger of even reading about kisses.
Christopher Nyrop, The Kiss and Its History
1. Getting to First Base
Its nearly impossible to tell for sure when the baseball game first appeared in the American conversation as a metaphor for sex, but its not difficult to guess why it did. How better to describe the frustrations, risks, and rewards of sexual pursuit than to call on the image of a game where going three for ten makes you an all-star? Then there is the games association with summertime and youthful conquest. The very language and imagery of the gamewith its bases, bats, and balls, and its sliding, stealing, and striking outmake it a flexible, if decidedly misogynistic, metaphor. Consider the unintended sexual undertones of this commentary about baserunning in an 1895 issue of Spaldings Baseball Guide: Any soft-brained heavy-weight can occasionally hit a ball for a home run, but it requires a shrewd, intelligent player, with his wits about him, to make a successful base runner. And so, lets forget for a moment the glory of a home run, the distance a ball must fly to turn a triple, the hustle and nerve involved in landing a doubleforget all of that and instead contemplate briefly the combination of patience, speed, and luck necessary to even make it to first base.
One evening in the thirteenth century, in the secluded study of an Italian castle, Lady Francesca da Rimini found herself sitting alone with her brother-in-law and sometimes-tutor, Paolo. Holding the story of Lancelot and Guinevere open between them, their minds filled with ancient visions of chivalric knights, fair maidens, and rapturous kissing. As such stories go, their eyes were drawn together, and the hue / Fled from [their] alterd cheek, and the young Paolo leaned forward and stole a kiss. And, as such stories go, the unhappily married Francesca returned the gesture with gusto. And then as they sat together, lips locked, their book all but forgotten, the jealous husband stormed into the room and dispatched them both with a twitch of his sword.