had a small heart attack last night, the old man said, little bitty one…just hit and was gone, his voice sounding the same…nothing weak…

shouldn’t take any trips today, pulling a blanket up over his scared body, like Dallas….or Colorado….maybe somethin’ close-by…but no major trips….

he closed his blood-shot eyes and folded his tethered arms over a led-belly, I’ll let you know if I need to go to the hospital…just stay close-by, and I did…

you can just drive me over there to the Lutherans…to be taken care of by Jews, he smiled…., had to take your mom in an ambulance….closest to death as anyone could be without dying….

pop took a swig of warm Pepsi, she had that stroke and her eyes just rolled backwards…her body just fell to the floor….she just lay there lookin’ lifeless…

if she wouldn’t had died shed’ been a vegetable I bet, took another drink, that’s the thing with a heart attack….it either takes you or it don’t….nothin’ inbetween….

she was just layin’ there, he whispered…I tried to wake her up…but she was gone…I knew it…

let’s go to Dallas….I got some old girlfriends down there….I talk to them on the computer everday…

dad….the computer’s broken…

let’s go….we’ll find ’em….

who pop?

the girls…we’ll find them girls….come on now….let’s go….you gonna drive me?.., I remained seated…looking at this skinny old man…gone…gone….gone…

fine..I’ll do it myself…