What will I say as the weather warms and the virus go into hiding, the day will come when we will send Bernies ashes into he wind, we used to joke a out these very times, I would say ” I got 45 minutes of stuff to say about you” and he would say, all I’m gonna say is “Bar’s open Roxann is buyin” I wish the times were different, I would love to have seen Rox get outta that one, Bern and I were thrown together by wives who went to school together, I was a pain and he was an asshole but that was ok, slowly we became more than my wifes friends husband, and even were partners in an airplane, we bought houses 2 doors apart , puttin gates between our back yards , much to the frustration of the neighbor, our friendship brought the whole neighborhood together, many Parties and bbqs ,Sometimes when Berns wife Judy was flyin, He would show up right at dinner time, Michel my wife would as lways feed him,there ould be four lamb chops, she would give Bern one Me on and the third was split bbetween she and my two sons, leaving one chop. Being polite, I would say “would you like another chop? he lways took it, I would say, I was being polite, He would say’ if you didn’t want me to have it you shouldn’t have offered it… everytime this happened, I would say, I was testing You, He never passed the test, whether it was food or The last beer, . I would tell this story and he would just smile. My wife died,and. Then they moved, saying the only thing in California was me and I can always visit..somewhere along the way, I started ridin Motorcycles an finally Bern decided it would be fun again, One day after visiting Bern in Sparks, I wrote an e-mail, asking “when we leave on the ride,monday which way do you want to go,east west?” he said “don’t care but I’ll be ready,” that was the begining of many rides all over the united states, for weeks at a time, People along the way would ask if we were Brothers, after trying to explain,over and over, we started sayin yes, We saaw many relatives of his, not knowing what the reception would be, But with my fear of silence in conversations, I kept the conversation moving and soon whatever issues had been were no more More later.

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