LAUREL COUNTY, Ky. —
All through the visit I’d been sing-songing “Izzy-ka-dizzy-ka do. She simply don’t know what to do.
She can’t even tie her little shoe. No strings. She’s Izzy-ka-dizzy-ka do.” And I’d come up with some other lines because Izzy was so absolutely delighted to be the subject of a song and she’d demand that I “please sing the Izzy song again.”
So we’re walking along the road. Genny holding one of Izzy’s hands and me the other one and we’re pretty quiet because we knew that in a hour or two the visit would be over but Izzy broke the silence and the melancholy and you could have heard all of us laughing when she broke into song, exactly the same tune I’d been using.
“Mommy-ka-yummy-ka –mooo,” she sang and our blues simply evaporated like a drop of water hitting a red hot stove.