Amanda, Ruben, Lorenzo

36 hours before I got The Call, I was walking up the living room platform of Broken Legs and tripped. Dad, in his Coach Cabello voice, asks me why I didn’t use the “stairs” as was intended in its design. I didn’t even answer. I just continued to clip his toes, by request On Wednesday of this week, I just sat down at the library, when, in a quite different tone of voice, Dad asked of me my presence. I didn’t ask why, knowing he wouldn’t tell me.  When I got to Brookdale, Dad was in bed door open, wearing only his underwear.  Shit. Right away, I knew.  Again, without asking him why, Dad asked me to get for him the Red Walker, in the garage.  Luck #1 - the Red Walker As soon as I grabbed it by its handles, I could tell immediately this walker was not the one Dad “purchased” for his own father: the walker was stable, easily maneuverable, with all four wheels staying on the floor at all times. Both handles were like new.  Later on I learned that John from next door g...

I call my TEKsys recruiter - at six am - because she’s in FLA. She has to call me back.  I start to clean house, cook, watch cyber security video to get ready for school at 10am today    Knowing I’ll be asked to do something while I am busy doing something for me, I go to the library. And I see: 1652A doesn’t want to …

 Hello there, Childrens.  I made this in the hope that I have said that for the last time: I am neither a black chef that serves The Precocious in Colorado, nor am I Isaac Hayes (sic).  This is your Dad.  And here is my life, such as it is.  I intend to document to document The Present best as I can. It is not for amusement. Though that was my main source of inspiration, motivation or excuse, it has turned ineffective, if not counter-productive.  No one need subscribe or comment: you would be the first of a hundred that did, given others in the same situation.  However, any comment would be sincerely appreciated.  Signed, RickCabello@Gmail.Com Grampa, Virgo .