15.12.25


. . . so I got my five minuteshilarious he thought I was timing himsaid to Sisyour aunt Can you believe this guy is timing me?

He’s not, Dad. heard her say in the background Smartphones roll minutes and seconds, the duration of calls you make or receive.


    Are you timing me?

You listen to Sis

 

So

       I take it were done listenin to then discussing Cinnamon Bears radio broadcasts
curt Yes.

Thank you for admitting thalast couple calls youve lacked any enthusiasm to discuss it

I don’t know why I liked it so much as a child.

You were listening to the radioapproaching Christmas with your family   You were six
                                                                                            Obviously made an impression

I just thought itd be fun  Thas on me thas awright Dad

Yeah.   I can’t stand the music.

Well  Ill keep up on this end an when I callif youre so inclined  you can say

Okay.

Were good
             I love ya Dad

I love you, son.


 

shared that tidbit with his daughter
                                        But you know . . .

What?

He didnt play his card

                            Im ninetyfour years old

Well, he’d be entitled to if he wanted.

    I agree

                  So when Im ninetyfour Ill remind you of now of Grampa his thoughtprocess

I’m looking forward to it counting on it.

Ya got my word

Thank you, I got to go, Papa.   Work.

Jah
      Well talk soon
I love you I miss you

I love I miss you too. Later.  Byebye.

Little later kiddo

    hungup

                  he has no doubts about being there
being ninetyfour

 he promised

too many promises to her have been broken

he still honours promises he made to people who are dead now
         

    has no intentions of welching

1456,  Saturday,  13  12. 25
1350,  Monday,  15  12. 25

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