I’ve shared various stories regarding my Dad – (The Story of Dick, Harold and the Snake, Musical Memories, Medical Practitioners and Master Plumbers) but today, I’m hoping the Universal Wi-Fi cafe is open and he may be able to log in and get a message from me.
Good morning, Dad. How are you doing? I’m not doing so hot today, because I miss you so much.
I finished watching the Civil War documentary series by Ken Burns again recently as well as The Revolution and Founding Fathers. Wish you were here to watch them with me.
You would have to laugh – my new neighbor has a St. Bernard called A.P. after Confederate general Ambrose Powell Hill Jr. They were impressed that I knew who he was – turns out, they are fifth generation relations. You probably would have enjoyed chewing the fat with her.
So much has happened since last Father’s Day. Me and the boy really love our new little home and though I struggle to learn all I need to in order to upgrade the place, I wanted you to know I fixed the toilet from clogging up, the kitchen sink from leaking and avoided disaster when the pipes froze last December, all because of what I learned from you.
I’m building a perimeter fence and garden beds from old tires. I also have slated a solar outdoor cooker plan for this year. I hope it works – I designed it after reading all the books you left me.
I got to visit a Earthship built home last year – Mikey is really nice and if you get a chance, take a gander at his home. I imagine it’s rather like what you would have built if you had had the chance. And if you have the ear of the Big Guy, can you ask that Touch the Earth ranch be spared from the Black Forest Fire? Thanks.
It’s hard, this living in town. But it gets the boy close to activities and gives Mom and I both our own little space. She’s doing good and I’m close by to help with what she needs and have a place for her when the snow gets bad – so not to worry, she’s not driving in blizzards!
Remember the gas station we used to stop by after work when I was little? I’d have a candy bar and you two would visit over a beer? He’s still alive and kickin’. He stopped by the other day and we had a nice chat, over a beer and he gave me loads of gardening advice.
There are days when I would give anything for you to be here, just for an hour or so. There are so many things I know you could answer for me – is the sloped grade from the house I built adequate? Is the outdoor hydrant really leaking underground or not? Would it be okay to tie into the main kitchen water line to install an external water spigot? What would be the best short-term solution for the roof?
What are these nifty little iron thingees I found in the little shed out back? Is that chain hanging from the rafters an engine hoist or butchering hook? Will whitewash work on the tire fence? What’s the safest way to chainsaw down the dead tree in the yard? The previous owner used caulk on the tile work in the bathroom – can I just re-caulk, or should it really be done with grout?
There are folks showing up in my world that help with these things. You’d be amazed at how many people it’s going to take to fill the knowledge gap you left behind. And I’m grateful they are arriving.
But they’ll never be you and I can’t wait to be with you again. Did you, Uncle Bob and Morgan get my solar house and green house built already, just waiting for me to arrive?
Well, enough about me. Ask the barkeep at the local watering hole if I can start a tab – if he says yes, please treat yourself and the others to a beer on me. I’ll settle up as soon as I get there.