On January 22, 2022, my Dad died. My theme, “Letters to my Dad” is based on random thoughts about him and the aftermath of not having him around anymore.
I took this photo five days before you left.
You likely didn’t notice all the little opportunities I took to capture some of the smaller moments to add to my mind’s collection.
Or maybe you did notice and just pretended not to.
At night when you couldn’t sleep, Turner Classic Movies or Silver Screen Classics was our go-to as a distraction from your pain.
I say “we” but it really wasn’t. Your eyes were on the tv screen while my eyes were on you.
You sure loved your old movies, eh?
For me, they were “old” movies but for you, they were just the movies you enjoyed until you got married. After that, there was no time for movies – just the hustle of moving to Canada and making ends meet.
“Captain of Castile” was one of your favorites and I know why. Your childhood dream was to sail the high seas as a sailor and to travel the world. You loved your Western movies too. Did you ever want to be a shoot-em-up cowboy or did you just think that cowboys were cool?
The night that I took that picture, we watched “From Here To Eternity”, a title that had too much meaning for me to think about because eternity was on both of minds.
You were more than happy to give me a synopsis in a tired and very low voice. You rattled off all the actors names, even the lesser-known ones. It always amazed me how you could do that with sooo many movies.
You always had some kind of childhood mischievous story that accompanied all the times you would steal away to the “movie house“.
It hit me a while ago that movies were your escape just like how books were mine.
When things settle down, I will watch “Captain of Castile” with no distraction and see why you loved it so.
Dad, I wish we could have enjoyed more of those movies together under totally different circumstances…
Loving you always,