Yesterday, July 4th, we called my Dad and asked if he wanted to go out or us stop in. He wasn't up to going out. We ate breakfast and Wade's picking up Dad some raisin bread. Todd went up in his Tahoe to help Bobby install a new starter and I stopped at Tim Horton's to add Apple Fritters a a bagel and coffee to the mix, hoping he'd eat. He didn't.
Dad didn't have a lot of energy....he had fallen the day before on the steps outside and was being cautious. It was a hot day so I sat next to him while he held Abbey and Adam ran around, occasionally checking on Todd and Bobby outside.
I try hard to listen now when he talks so I can catch his stories. He started talking about going barefoot fishing in the creek...and he got emotional...we put Abbey on his lap to cheer him up. But on my way home I was bothered that he didn't get to finish his story...so I called him and said I have a stupid question....but what creek was that? And he said that's OK I wanted to tell you more. He said he loved all creeks and rivers but said his favorite spot is in Altmar right at the bend near the hatchery. I asked him what his favorite fish to catch was and he said trout,,,,because they taste the best!
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It's interesting to think about what memories he is having right now...what he is thinking about...swimming in the creek as a boy..eating his grandma's pie...all good memories.
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