Hi Dad.
I know its been quite a while since we spoke. I know, I know. I need to take the time to talk to you. Yes, its my fault. Okay can we get past that? Good.
A lot has happened in the last while. Yeah, a lot. Some good some bad. Yes, the kids are good. No, things are not good that way. My marriage went sour. Yeah I know. Listen Dad, can I just tell you then you can lecture me? Thanks. Look this isn’t easy for me. I’m not good at this, so bear with me while I try to sort things out and put it into words.
First off, I have met someone. Yes, you would like her. She is the most wonderful person I have ever met. No, she isn’t here right now. Her name is Gabs.. Gabriella. Yes. Yes. She speaks french and a few other languages. Like German. Yeah, imagine that. She could have talked to Grandpa. Well lets see, She’s a few years younger than I am, almost as tall as me. No Dad, that was not a crack about your height, C’mon. Give me a Break. I haven’t made a wise crack about your height in years.
You would like her Dad. She is very intelligent and can cook. And I hate to say it, she can cook better than Mom. No I wouldn’t say that to Mom. She’s Funny too. And quick. Yeah, she gets things faster than I at times. She keeps me thinking. Whats that? Blond. Blue eyes. Yeah. Gorgeous in Fact. No Dad. She’s Not blind. She knows what I look like. *laff* Thanks. No Dad, she is not into computers like me. She has a Business Background. She works for a Big Company. Yep. Smart cookie as you say Dad. Of Course she makes me happy Dad. That’s the whole Point. She makes me ecstatic! No, almost 3 years now Dad. Yeah, its been a long time. Oh! And she is an Artist. No, a Painter. She does play guitar though. Uh-huh. Har Har! Yeah she can give me lessons. No a Painter I said. And shes Good! Yes in fact she HAS sold some paintings. No, She doesn’t count on it for a living. But she is that good!
Look, there have been some thing I have wanted to say to you. No I didn’t just call to brag about her. Dad? I know its been way to long. I know that’s my fault. But I want to make up for that. Yeah I know. Yes. Yes, Dad. Listen, I’m trying to tell you… I miss you. We don’t talk often enough. That needs to change. See… I have been thinking you often. And I know there are things we never have discussed. No, I am not laying blame. Dad… Please.
Look, its been hard without you. We used to be so close. I miss that. I miss the talks we had. I miss the Fun. Heck Dad, I even miss the camping. Yeah even that. Remember the last time we went camping? Yeah. Up at Pancake Bay. Yeah was a blast. I know it rained a lot, and I know that I was a pain in the as then. But Dad? I would love to do that again. LOL Yes! I would even walk into another hornets nest and have to have you cut the nest down and walk me to the lake before I dunked under and you tossed the nest. But if that ever happens again, you wont have to cut all my hair off now! Yeah.. Almost completely. Wish I had hair like you and Uncle Bill. Grandma too. Yep, instead I have Mom’s Dads Hair. Yep. But I would trade it again to spend another time camping with you.
Oh I have another dog. Kenni. Little Maltese. Hey! Don’t Laugh. He has an attitude. No, he doesn’t attack other dogs. He’s actually pretty good. Reminds me of Sally. Yeah. I know you still miss her. Mom Too. But Kenni would make you laugh. He talks. Yeah! He does this Rooo-oooo Sound with his head up. Yeah. Remember Chichi? Yeah I know the yappy mutt. His tail is like that. Like a Piggies tail. Curled. Yeah. No all White. Yep. Not too long. I keep it cut. Yeah I know, not a working breed, but still a good dog.
The jobs be going well. I have my days, like you. On the road once in a while, not like I used to though. Yep, all over. I know Dad, but motels have changed since you used to be on the road. No Dad, I don’t go to those places. LOL No Need to. By the end of the day I am beat. Just want to crawl into bed. LOL Yeah I know. A few beer is good. Once in a While.
Look Dad? I wanted to tell you something. Its been a long time since I said this. I love you Dad. no I am not going soft. Quit! Listen I’m Serious! I don’t say it often enough. And lord knows its been a long time. No Dad, I am not gonna go all wimpy on you. There is nothing wrong with telling your Dad you love him, no matter how old you get. I just wanted to tell you that. And that I promise to talk to you more. I know Dad. No Not every single day. No I won’t harass you saying I love you every five minutes. No, and I wont become a Huggy Type with you. I promise.
Look Dad, I wish you could meet Gabs. You would be impressed. I know she would love you and your humor. I think I mentioned that. Yeah I know you changed it. Okay.. okay! I promise to tell her. Sheesh. I didn’t think you would be so touchy about it. Yes! Okay! I will Tell her to call you Red and Not Whitey. LOL Look it doesn’t matter. She will call you by your Name. Nicknames come later. Yep.
Listen Dad, I won’t keep you. Just wanted to tell you I love you and that I miss talking to you. Yes, Thanks Dad. I know. Yeah, I will tell Gabs. Okay.
Dad? Its been good talking to you. I promise it wont be so long next time. Thanks Dad. Thanks for everything you have done. I know. You did Well Dad. I know I wasn’t easy on you or Mom, but I do appreciate it. Okay… Dad?
Love you Dad.
Dedicated to my Father, Roy, who passed away in early January, 1976 of Cancer