Dad hasn't been able to talk on the phone for some time. It is a little too abstract for him at this point on most days. But not this time. This time he was alert, he was funny and he knew I was me. He was up to date about my new job, had glib retorts after hearing we recently had 25 wild turkeys in our yard, etc. It was a full out conversation.Things haven't been looking too good for Dad of late, so this was a treat and a treasure.
He signed off with his classic bastardization of au revoir -- "Ah-ravioli!"
Ah-ravioli, Dad. Ah ravioli.
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