LOCATION: Marvyn, Alabama
PERIOD: 2020
DRAMATIS PERSONAE: Jason Duane Robison (1957); Doreen Stacey Collins (1958); Margaret Jane Robison (1988); John Collins Robison (1990); Ruby Ruth Robison (1990); Kieran Jason Robison (1999); Margaret “Peg” Stacey (1949).
Jason Duane Robison (1957) and Doreen Stacey Collins (1958) have by this time been married about 45 years, raised four children, the youngest boy is now out of the house and on his own. They are now back to being a couple and a experiencing the pangs of the empty nest.
Doreen is strapped with caregiving her elderly mother and sometimes just wants to get away. Duane tries to do what he can to answer this need of hers – but life being what it is just getting away is often not easy to do.
However, they have strong love for each other and overall we know that they will be okay.
Duane and Doreen, Pt. 3
(F. D. Leone, Jr.)
Duane, we never seem to go anywhere.
Doreen we just went to Tiger Town.
Tiger Town! You must be kidding;
Duane, Opelika don’t count.
I want to go somewhere we ain’t been,
Some place fun, where we’d have to pack.
Doreen, we could go see Mamaw Boone,
Then hit Atlanta on the way back.
Duane, we been to Atlanta.
I don’t know why I even bother.
Doreen, what would you do with mama?
Could you even get somebody to watch her?
That’s exactly why I need a break;
I just need to get away once and awhile.
I’m sorry Doreen I didn’t mean nothing;
I know it’s a daily trial.
Hey, I know we been to Mobile, but
Dauphin Island would be somewhere new.
They got a bird sanctuary there;
That’s would be something fun to do.
Okay Duane, let me think on it;
Today I got to get mama’s toenails cut.
I hope it don’t storm like they saying,
It wears me out just getting her up.
The morning rain is gray and cold;
The asphalt is slick and black.
There’s no where else to go;
Cept down the road and back.
The evening sun is going down;
Supper is on the table.
It’s hard just getting out of town;
And easy to forget life is fatal.
© 2026 Frank David Leone, Jr./Highway 80 Music (ASCAP). The songs and stories on the Highway 80 Stories website are works of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
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