We do forget. Being a dumb young punk in Europe visiting my parents many decades ago, my father and I spent a day castle touring. We got to Nueschwanstein and I was too impatient to wait for the carriage ride up, so we climbed the mountain. Rough terrain, but I was young and strong. Dad followed along behind.
I am an idiot. Dad had just come off extended convalescence from open heart surgery and kidney failure not three months before. Before I had arrived, so I did not experienced his hospital stay and recovery. Out of sight, out of mind. By the time we got up the hill, I was sure I had killed the poor man. He looked to be at death's door. That switch was permanently welded to “Old Man is not to be abused that way”. He survived another 25 years and many more cardiac issues. None my doing. clay > On May 2, 2019, at 8:27 AM, Jim Cathey via Mercedes <mercedes@okiebenz.com> > wrote: > >> For what it is worth, Wilton, I expect your son does not see you as an old >> man and thought you might enjoy the acceleration. > > A few years ago my Dad (now deceased) was visiting me at work, and we walked > to lunch 'the back way'. Very quiet, away from the main arterial and thus > nice, but there was a low (4') chain link emergency vehicle access fence gate > to hop over. Farm kid, I didn't think twice about it and I'd done it a > thousand times, but he had real trouble getting over that. It was a real > wrench for me to flip the "Don't do that ever again." switch in my brain. > > -- Jim _______________________________________ http://www.okiebenz.com To search list archives http://www.okiebenz.com/archive/ To Unsubscribe or change delivery options go to: http://mail.okiebenz.com/mailman/listinfo/mercedes_okiebenz.com
