This is a kind of bittersweet post,
as I am afraid this could very well be the last Father’s Day I have with my Dad.
Today,YardBoy and I went to visit my Dad.He is getting quite frail these days,and didn’t feel up to coming to visit TheGreatWall.We took him his favorites:
bananas(“They refrigerate the ones here,and that ruins bananas,you know.”),
Crystal Lite Lemonade(“I only use half of what they say.It’s way too sweet for me,otherwise.Plus,it lasts longer.” Dad,fer crying out loud,it’s ok to use it the way they say. “No,it’s too sweet!”),
Hey—you get to be 91,you can eat whatever you want,right?
His mind wanders these days.Sometimes he’s not sure where he is and panics.And calls me.Afraid.Not knowing what to do.It scares me,but I know I must remain calm.”Call the aide,Dad.”
So,today,we talked of many things……….
I have learned not to mention Nancy Pelosi,or Republicans(this from a man who voted for Barry Goldwater!).
We talked mostly of gardening.
I still have so much to learn from that man.And these days,I find myself writing things down to ask him.
“What did you do with Lubbers?”
“Cut their heads off and smashed them with the shovel.Only way to kill ‘em.You can stomp on ‘em,too.They damn well cleaned out my hibiscus every year.Hate those things.”
I asked him everything I could remember to ask about orchids….
“Leave ‘em alone.”
And tomatoes(I have a problem with stink bugs on my tomatoes)
“Tell the County to get going on that drainage thing and I’ll bet your stink bugs go away.”
Never thought of that…..
“You don’t have Horn Worms or Leaf Rollers on your tomatoes?”
“Lucky you.Always had a problem with those.But not stink bugs.Hmmm…”
As we were leaving,when he thought I couldn’t hear,I heard him say to YardBoy,”I’m not doing well.I’m going downhill,you know.”
just one more Father’s Day.
I still have questions………