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Posts tagged ‘2019’

When came to my relationship with my father, the key word was “despite.” Despite Gus being a poor excuse for parent, I still managed to turn out okay. Despite his rampant hypocrisy in practice, he managed to instill within me a strong moral code. Despite being pretty sexist in a lot of respects, he somehow […]

I had thought my father’s funeral would be mirror the Comedian’s service in Watchmen — shitty weather, a handful of mourners lost in their individual memories of the man, and a brief set of platitudes uttered over the departed’s remains. When it was over, we’d briefly shake hands or hug before retreating to our personal […]

I was driving through the tunnel and had my phone muted, so I missed Lil Bro’s text. I didn’t even realize he’d sent it until I started settling into my cubicle and my phone buzzed. “Did you get my text? The visiting nurse found Dad dead this morning.” I didn’t feel sad or guilty or […]

Maura and I picked up the old man at the rehab, located in the ass end of North Andover. It was first time I’d seen him in a month and he looked…not great, but considerably better than the previous time I saw him. He was still depressingly thin and shrunken, but had put on a […]

The old man’s move into rehab was delayed by a lack of available beds and a flu epidemic which ruled out a facility in nearby Wilmington in favor on one up in North Andover. We kept in touch through texts and phone calls, but I didn’t bother visiting him in person. When this shit started […]

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