Here is a common Fox 5 conversation during the night shift:
“A burglar sneaks up to a door, a flower pot slips from a ledge and hits the burglar on top of the head. Police arrest the unconscious bad-guy. Is this a coincidence or irony?”
I mention this because I received 3 get well cards yesterday from nieces and nephews who don’t typically write. I can’t remember if this is an example of coincidence or irony. My brother’s college-age son, Brendan, wrote a very nice letter, but expressed worry that he has not been as good a nephew as he should be and that he let geography get in the way of staying connected. Don’t be so hard on yourself, kid. Family connections are very similar to electrical connections; even after 10 or 15 years, an unused electrical cord typically works just fine when you plug it in. Families are just like that. The part of his letter that really made me smile were the memories he has of visits to California. Of course he mentioned The Zoo, Sea World and the beach. His more lasting memory was of playing with our menagerie of family pets and of me taking him around our little farm and showing him my favorite hiding places for black widow spiders. I think he was making the point that he saw the venomous spiders as a little less scary after that. That may not seem important to most of you but that’s the sweetest legacy a kid could take from a visit to my house.
Next, I got a card from beautiful Emma, Susie’s brother’s daughter. I love the way she writes in stream-of-consciousness, just like me. She reminded me of many of the fun times we’ve had and also explained the things she learned from visits with Aunt Susie and Uncle Loren. Again, she spoke of our dogs, the beach and how much Susie and I love being amongst the crashing waves every chance we get. Where Emma and I really bond is in the kitchen. I get her to try and love foods not typically on the plate of a teenager. To a guy who loves to cook, that’s a meaningful endorsement of my skillet skills.
I also got a card from my 4 amazing nephews in Hawaii. I always kinda figured I’d broken their hearts when we sold the farm and the tractor. There was no greater love in their lives than sitting with me on the tractor and dragging the horse pasture. They could’ve done it all day, everyday and never gotten tired.
Hearing from these guys created a strange reaction, making it all somehow more real and making the fight all the more important to win. I love you guys.
Jennifer, Katie, Travis, Suellyn, Lauren, Brendan, Keri, Brett, Austen, Emma, Harris, Ashley, Taylor, Rebecca, Aaron, Hillary, Ashley, Bodhi, Porter, Dallen, Trey, Micah and Ryder thanks for reminding me of some awesome times.
Uncle Loren[Nephews Dallen, Trey, Micah and Ryder]