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I talked to my mom about the adoption and OLV stuff some today and found myself verklempt. This after getting to see my dad get as close as he comes to a stoic weepy in getting out his videos of Harry Chapin and a post-mortem tribute aired on PBS.
After years of suspecting that my dad was drunk when I'd talk about certain things, I realized that the closest he comes to showing nostalgia or melancholy is to slow down and have trouble with stammering a little.
He said to me, videos playing in the background, that it made him proud of me that I was interested in learning about Harry Chapin... I think that was the first time I'd ever heard him say he was proud of me.
After years of suspecting that my dad was drunk when I'd talk about certain things, I realized that the closest he comes to showing nostalgia or melancholy is to slow down and have trouble with stammering a little.
He said to me, videos playing in the background, that it made him proud of me that I was interested in learning about Harry Chapin... I think that was the first time I'd ever heard him say he was proud of me.
