. . . 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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