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The Visit with Dad

September 5, 2017 9 Comments

The Visit with Dad
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I’d flown in to see Dad, possibly for the last time.

“Charlie, it’s bad,” my sister warned me. “He doesn’t remember much.”

She sat on one end of Dad’s bed while I sat in the only chair. I asked Dad how he was doing.

“Fine,” he replied.

“They taking good care of you?”

“Yes.”

My sister piped up, “Seen Charlie lately, Dad?”

“No, I don’t think I have,” he replied slowly.

She grinned at me, the little shit. “Dad, did you have any kids?”

“Well, there was Charlie and Frank, and I think there was another one.”

My turn to grin.

By Ronald M. Larsen

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  1. Joy Thomas says

    September 5, 2017 at 7:58 am

    Loved the twist in this story.

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  2. glkamens says

    September 5, 2017 at 11:33 am

    Grinning at the Grim! Jerry

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  3. Sandra says

    September 5, 2017 at 12:10 pm

    Great story, Ron! If I were a writer, I would have a similar story to tell! Glad we can laugh about it now.

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  4. Anita Bodle says

    September 5, 2017 at 12:10 pm

    Brilliant!

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  5. M Lende says

    September 5, 2017 at 12:29 pm

    I loved it! I would be so happy to spend one more day with Dad. We’d drink coffee and share a candy bar!

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  6. Bobby Warner says

    September 5, 2017 at 1:36 pm

    Touching. Vivid imagery; almost like I was there, listening. Liked it.

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  7. Vivian Satterwhite says

    September 5, 2017 at 4:52 pm

    Perfect!

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  8. David Silver says

    September 6, 2017 at 7:21 am

    Tee-hee. Delicious.

    Reply
  9. Tom Lauterback says

    September 25, 2017 at 8:43 pm

    Ron, touche’

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