yoni
04-12-16, 12:44
I was sitting drinking my morning coffee thinking about the campaign and the State of the Union, when the phone rang. I turned off the Eagles and answered the phone. It was my dad and I knew right away from the sound of his voice his blood pressure was acting up again. We sorted out his course of action for the day.
Who am I trying to kid?
My dad is pissed every time the paramedic run him into the ER, the docs can't find the cause for his BP going up to 200/100.
So today he refused to call the paramedics and said I got better things to do then go to the ER for nothing.
You ask what does a 89 year old man got better to do he is going to run a truck load of scrap steel to the recycle center.
I was so depressed when I hung up the phone, I reflected back to the week that my mom died.
We had one of the most fascinating conversations I ever had with my parents.
It was a Wednesday the day before my mom was at her doctors and he wanted to check her into the hospital. She refused said she can monitor herself at home. Full disclosure mom was a doc, so I didn't worry to much about it.
So my parents started going down memory lane.
They reflected on being kids of the depression, which had killed both their fathers in different ways. My dad's father worked himself to death trying to put food on the table. He was a farmer like his family had been in Europe before him. On the other hand my mothers mom was gunned down in the line of duty. Details were a bit fuzzy but it seems some local tough guys wanted to be the new Dillinger's and robbed the local bank.
Grandad by that time had traded his brace of Colt SAA in 45 long colt for a brace of Colt .38 supers. He had been in a few shootouts and like the 1911 a lot more than the SAA. Any way my mom told me that he met the robbers on the way out and put 2 of the 3 down, when a back up man a hundred yards away with a deer rifle shot him in the back. Mom said he went down hard, but as the 3rd robbery ran passed him to get to the get away car Grand dad popped him . Locals think they knew who the 4th guy was and by the end of the day he had been gunned down.
My parents talked of life insurance companies that refused to pay the policies as due to the depression they said they had no money. My parents never bought life insurance but did just fine without it.
They both remembered days of going to bed hungry and were thankful for the programs FDR put in place. So I asked them if they liked FDR, they both said no, he was a socialist. But on the plus side he just may have saved the country from going communist. I was shocked by this statement and they both said that is because you have never had to see your children go to bed hungry. A man that can't feed his kids is a candidate to grab on to anything that might help.
All kids in both families had to work before and after school to put money in the family pot. I will say my parents were the among the highest educated of their siblings. My mom for sure was, but dad had a brother with a Phd married to a Phd, dad had a masters degree. He said it was enough he didn't need more time in a classroom he wanted to make money.
My parents both said they were very happy to be old for a lot of reasons, for my dad first it meant he survived WW2 where he fought as an infantry man. But the main reason and all of the above is just background to get to this bit of wisdom.
They both knew they only had so much time left at the time they were 83, so they would have to live through an other depression.
They both pointed out the majority of Americans in the 1930's were country folks and self reliant. Which allowed them to survive and get through it. The people in the cities were more self reliant than most people are today, they both felt this helped the country folk get through it.
Today my parents both said you got spoiled brats that the majority of which live in the city. They asked what are they going to do if the super market shelves are bare, or if the water coming out of the faucet is bad.
They are going to die to die like rats in the once great cities of the USA and they will more than likely turn commie at least according to my parents.
Thanks for letting me write this, it got my mind off of my dad with 200/100 bp is driving his truck full of steel.
Instead of being in the hospital where even they if they can't find the cause at least he is near doctors that can keep it from getting worse.
Who am I trying to kid?
My dad is pissed every time the paramedic run him into the ER, the docs can't find the cause for his BP going up to 200/100.
So today he refused to call the paramedics and said I got better things to do then go to the ER for nothing.
You ask what does a 89 year old man got better to do he is going to run a truck load of scrap steel to the recycle center.
I was so depressed when I hung up the phone, I reflected back to the week that my mom died.
We had one of the most fascinating conversations I ever had with my parents.
It was a Wednesday the day before my mom was at her doctors and he wanted to check her into the hospital. She refused said she can monitor herself at home. Full disclosure mom was a doc, so I didn't worry to much about it.
So my parents started going down memory lane.
They reflected on being kids of the depression, which had killed both their fathers in different ways. My dad's father worked himself to death trying to put food on the table. He was a farmer like his family had been in Europe before him. On the other hand my mothers mom was gunned down in the line of duty. Details were a bit fuzzy but it seems some local tough guys wanted to be the new Dillinger's and robbed the local bank.
Grandad by that time had traded his brace of Colt SAA in 45 long colt for a brace of Colt .38 supers. He had been in a few shootouts and like the 1911 a lot more than the SAA. Any way my mom told me that he met the robbers on the way out and put 2 of the 3 down, when a back up man a hundred yards away with a deer rifle shot him in the back. Mom said he went down hard, but as the 3rd robbery ran passed him to get to the get away car Grand dad popped him . Locals think they knew who the 4th guy was and by the end of the day he had been gunned down.
My parents talked of life insurance companies that refused to pay the policies as due to the depression they said they had no money. My parents never bought life insurance but did just fine without it.
They both remembered days of going to bed hungry and were thankful for the programs FDR put in place. So I asked them if they liked FDR, they both said no, he was a socialist. But on the plus side he just may have saved the country from going communist. I was shocked by this statement and they both said that is because you have never had to see your children go to bed hungry. A man that can't feed his kids is a candidate to grab on to anything that might help.
All kids in both families had to work before and after school to put money in the family pot. I will say my parents were the among the highest educated of their siblings. My mom for sure was, but dad had a brother with a Phd married to a Phd, dad had a masters degree. He said it was enough he didn't need more time in a classroom he wanted to make money.
My parents both said they were very happy to be old for a lot of reasons, for my dad first it meant he survived WW2 where he fought as an infantry man. But the main reason and all of the above is just background to get to this bit of wisdom.
They both knew they only had so much time left at the time they were 83, so they would have to live through an other depression.
They both pointed out the majority of Americans in the 1930's were country folks and self reliant. Which allowed them to survive and get through it. The people in the cities were more self reliant than most people are today, they both felt this helped the country folk get through it.
Today my parents both said you got spoiled brats that the majority of which live in the city. They asked what are they going to do if the super market shelves are bare, or if the water coming out of the faucet is bad.
They are going to die to die like rats in the once great cities of the USA and they will more than likely turn commie at least according to my parents.
Thanks for letting me write this, it got my mind off of my dad with 200/100 bp is driving his truck full of steel.
Instead of being in the hospital where even they if they can't find the cause at least he is near doctors that can keep it from getting worse.