Yesterday My Phone Rang

I couldn’t take the call. A few minutes later I was able to sneak a look at my phone to see who had called me, it was my dad’s girlfriend. I had to wait nearly an hour before I could get away from the meeting I was in to return her call. Standing in a hotel parking lot, blue sky and cold sun overhead, I waited for the call to connect. At that moment I knew what was about to happen. A few seconds later came the words, with a number of others I don’t recall now, “your dad’s died”. I think she said she was sorry.

My dad was called Norman Edwin Parry, he died yesterday, and I loved him, and I wanted to tell someone.