My Father, Thanksgiving, 2010
For as long as I can remember, I thought I was
just like my mother.
Lately, in steely, one on one,
no nonsense, look somebody in the eye conversations with
people who don’t think the way I do,
I realized I was also
exactly like my father,
with
ONE
major
exception.
He says something in 3 words;
I use 53.
There is a code of expected behavior all tied up
in what he seems to be saying,
in so few words.
It is the communication of
expected
expectations.
Not the high and low that the world today exhorts.
It is EXPECTED.
It in turn causes you to expect it too.
Some of his classics:
*keep a tight rein
*did you learn anything?
*you don’t have any business…
*sister, that’s a two handed turn
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