A Chat With Uncle Martin
Just got off the phone with Uncle Martin. I had heard that he wasn't well and had been told that he suspected that he had the same thing as you.... the big "C".
We chatted for a bit. I wished him happy belated birthday. He told me that he turned 75 - a quarter of a century.
I spoke to him about his illness. He then gave me good news. Apparently, he had fallen this past winter and had hurt his back. NO, that's NOT the good news part. The Doctors and specialists did tests on him and they couldn't find anything... THAT'S the good news!
At the end of our conversation, I asked him to call us, every now and then. He then told me that he wasn't much to chat on phones.
I reminded him that he used to talk to you, every day and asked him if he missed you and he said "Yes", telling me that he had your picture and Uncle Edmond's picture near the phone, on a side table.
Then, my tears started welling up and I got choked up. I had trouble finishing our phone call.
Pap - Is there any way we could possibly pick up the phone to talk with you... or is it only through prayer?
I miss you terribly....
I've decided to write to my father, who passed away
on a Sunday, the 2nd of February, 2014.
I miss him terribly, each and every day....