Like my father, your grandfather used to say, policeman and priests should never die.

Tha woudnt work Think of a Chicago cops pension

                                                      Thad go bust   Do priests have pensions

Why we talkinbout this

   You brought up my father.

Yes  I bring Grampa up because you rarely talk about him or Gramma   or Uncle Don

What’s to bring up?

Memories

            Theyre gone  You must have memories good memories

I don’t like to think of them.

Really

No.  I don’t like to think of them.

   Heartache because theyre not here

Son, please, there he goes hes rarely Joe typically son I do not like to think about the past. It’s gone. There’s nothing to be done.

Im not talkin done

                       Im talkin remembering  I think you like to think that Ill think of youtalk of you

You will, but that’s you. Ya got an iron beartrap for a brain, snaps shut, nothing escap . . 

. . Unless it gnaws its leg off

Yes. Grim.  But that.

                         Your mother was like that.

Until she wasnt

Yes.  Until she couldn’t.

Yes  Youre correct

                       Excuse me

Son, you obviously enjoy remembering. I don’t. 

                                                   I think of things ahead of me, not behind me.  I go forward.

I go forward

You do.

         And I often wonder what will happen when the time comes that you can’t carry everything you have forward.

I think you know

I don’t.

Ill die

       I aint no cop or priest

1510,  day-between-2-Ts,  21  2. 24

1214,  Reggaefriday,  23  2. 24

Blood, Sweat & Tears  And When I Die  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a_ELQyfJ-yk

Wha did you say was incredulous he started laughing ribaldly before she could answer

over him  You heard me.

she said something

saw her mouthher lips move

he couldnt hear her over himself

                                  barked Wha I cant cant  cant hear you   pointed to his ears

she slapped her arms across her chest

began tapping her foot

                         which only exacerbated his laughter

her visage streaked  tears in his eyes

                                                       WOOO

Are you quite done?

he wiped his tears with his sleeve

                                     Christ  I havent laughed tha hard in a long time

You heard me.

Oh  I did

           Just couldnt believe it came out of you a chuckle began in his throat   I wonder if youd say it again see if Im laughed out

Don’t you dare. Don’t you dare.

he stuffed the chuckle

                          Coudya say it again  he was earnest

I said I called him a dirty booger.

a chortle  she killed it with an evil eye

                                          Lemme try cleared his throat   You dirty booger

Huh

       Its more fun to hear than sayterribly  terribly hilarious coming out of your mouth

Thanks. When I go into comedy I’ll use it.

                                             I wanted to call him a prick, but I imagine he’s called a prick all the time. His little entourage erupted in laughter.  Just . . like . . . you.

Well babe Its not something you hear often let alone coming from an adult let alone coming from a woman

   Ansuch a goodlookin woman

sweetly  Thank you

1449,  day-between-2-Ts,  21  2. 24

1046,  Reggaefriday,  23  2. 24

Jethro Tull  Locomotive Breath  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LP627X1JBow

Bill Linda Maggie contemporaries  had different opinions of their old man than he

                                                                                         he cautioned them

thought itd be obvious

maybe if he hit them in the head with a brick

Hes your father I make his mud

                                    Your old mans cool

Think not.   Is your father cool? You said he’s dad’s age. 

BINGO

         My father isnt a friend

was rural Montana  circa Eighty

                                   Ravalli County  not twothousand people

very different now

he hadnt been there since ‘02

he called Ralph

                  their old man

Bills nowheresville for years

Linda Spokane  had five husbands before she was 40

Maggie’s in Boise.

                      Occasionally. Ralph said  he and his wife saw the girls

not ten minutes into conversation Ralph began talking shit about the younger generations  miscreants about Missoula  the homelessness there   Bozeman the homelessness there

                                                                  . . . worthless human beings.

Whas their incentive

   What do you mean?

Well Ralph I cant saycant imagine you can wha their circumstances were are  their upbringing was

                                                                                                  An I believe if someoneanyone has been stripped of hope  are hopelessness  they got nothing to lose

Hopelessness  Homelessness

I believe something to think about  consider

   I've not.

Often traipses across my brain

                                 Which isnt to say I am correct  I try to punch holes in it the concept the rationale  It don move  Stands like an archery target

Give it a thought

I hear you.

            I hear you.

So Im coming through Montana in April  Id like to stop ansee you an Marilyn

Yes. We’d love to see you. We’re homebodies. Gimme a call a couple of weeks out.

Awright

         Then again in a week to remind you  Then again in route

Yeah. See. I knew you were a sharp kid. 

1412,  day-between-2-Ts,  21  2. 24

0958,  Reggaefriday,  23  2. 24

C, S, N & Y  Our House  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tKYjUn-SBcg