Yesterday The Deer Hunter cut wood out on the ridge. The girls took him a big drink of water-then sat and listened as he told them some story or maybe he was telling them how something works. I’m not sure. I am sure-it reminded me of when I was a young girl. Standing at Pap’s side-waiting to hand him a tool he needed or run get him a drink of water when he got thirsty-all the while listening to him as he shaped my life without me even knowing he was.
I hope all the Fathers who read the Blind Pig-have an extra special Father’s Day.