Dad

Oyster Stew and Storms

When I was a child, my dad use to make buttery rich, milk based oyster stew filled with cracked pepper to eat after he and I watched storms together. And we’d fill the bowl with the round tiny oysterette crackers. Mom hated it. She is not an oyster person. We

Storms are Approaching

I pulled into the drive. 2:15 pm. Mom & Dad’s little yellow house.  Dark grey clouds loom. Thunder churns. The wind picks up. Midlands schools are cancelling evening activities.  A tornado alert just sounded on my phone.  My father, Jack, will be 70 years old this December. I spy him seated,

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