While sitting on the couch Saturday morning watching golf with Hunter, Don got up and told Hunter he was going to my office to say hello. Hunter escorted him to the bottom of the stairs up to my office and yelled up at me, “Dad wants to come say hello.” I displace 2 cats, set aside what I’m working on, descend the stairs where Don pulls me in for a big hug and says, “Thanks for coming.”
Note to Self: It’s not like I had a choice. I live here, albeit in a different realm. I wonder who he thinks I am today?
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