יום שני, ז׳ תמוז תשפ״וMonday, June 22, 2026
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Had so much time already passed since I took him to an amusement park and he was tall enough to go on a virtual reality ride?
The pandemic might mean these celebrations will be shared on Zoom, and hugs will be virtual, but we will pretend we are together for milestones. And, maybe, sometime during 2023, the pandemic will be history.
My inability to lift myself from lying on the grass with his children happened before I began phone calls for him to put feet on a stepladder and change a ceiling light bulb.
I didn’t realize that the anecdotes I gave my offspring, and then grandchildren, would truly be heard and also remembered.
How could I use the word Dad again on anybody?
Horses and buggies? Gas lights on streets? Did my mother grow up in the Dark Ages of History? She told me about living in buildings without elevators, where no apartment had its own bathroom. Years later I decided it was like my college dorm in the 1950's when I had to climb stairs to my room on the 4th floor, and a bathroom with showers was at the end of each floor’s hallway; no big deal.
