What a Summer!

What a Summer!

What a summer we had!  It started out being hijacked.  Had to spend  big bucks on a washer-dryer so thoughts of dancing in the  streets of Vegas quickly vanished.  We could scarcely think of alternatives so party we did.  We began a trek of constant partying that would rival even what the Klingons might think of in their wildest stupors!

At a minimum we provided ourselves with some stress relief.  Then came the communications problem.  Thanks to the divorce the son and I were still getting to know each other.  We learned that we really didn't have an understanding of each other!  Arguments were strenuous to where often both of us would leave in a sweat.  The big conflict came out of interpretation where one took things more literally than the other.

Then the bug sprung a leak in its gas lines.  Then the son looked to be washing every day.  So in addition to a loss of money due to needy repairs there looked to be an invasion of privacy.  I was used to more room.  The son wanted to get to know us and so there again was another World War III.  We got to the point that we cut way down on texting and went with voice communications.  It was my son's idea.  My son's genius actually worked.  Not just because of a change in how we communicated but because our hearts were in the right place in terms of truly wanting to understand each other.

While grooving on some Batttlestar Galactica my stomach began to attack me again.  It hurt real bad but after laying down a bit the anguish went away.  A little later that summer the stomach attack came back.  I wound up having to call the ambulance!  The old medication I had taken mysteriously stopped working.  Fortunately they had already prescribed me another which works even better!

Did I mention the exposed tooth root which caused an emergency visit to the dentist?  Did I mention the son's coolant leak which gave cause for argument.  It even had to be taken back to replace the replacement water pump.  The beats kept going but discussions about time travel, spinners and magnetism and relationships filled the gamut.  In the end it turned out to be a very worrisome, expensive and fulfilling summer.  My son and I worked things out!  He's back at school now finishing up his last year at MSU Bozeman as a computer science major.  I'm still working on the 2 poetry books I started this summer.  Nothing will ever stop us.  We love each other!

Orrin K. Loftin, Explorer

Copyright?  When understanding between son and father is more important than anything else.

August 28^th, 2017