Dad was sitting on a plane parked on the tarmac at San Diego’s airport when he called me on his cellphone.
“We are about to take off,” my father told me. “We will be home tonight.”
All I could think of was my father is causing a ruckus by talking on his cellphone inside the plane – that old nemesis social anxiety welling up inside of me acutely. Never stand out in a crowd or cause undue attention.
“Has Charlie spoiled you?” my father then asked.
“I have eaten like a true king,” I replied with a chuckle. “I should’ve put on a few more pounds.”
“I love you son and I have missed you and Maggie. We will see you all tonight.”
It almost brought a tear to my eye as I hung up the phone. Mean old John can sometimes be a softy as well.
3 comments:
Awww....lovely dad/son moment.
You can use a cell phone on a plane before the plane takes off. They'll announce when you need to shut things off. He probably called you before they did that, while people were still boarding. No worries. :)
Never knew what "sausage gravy" was, but now I have an idea of what it looks like. Your blog is always enlightening.
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