I chatted with my mom and dad on the phone for maybe an hour last evening.The conversation probably should be considered an entirely routine event, but it struck me that I (and siblings) are pretty lucky to be able to have these phone chats with our parents after all these years. Who are we kidding, we all are getting older (especially them). I know Patricia would have enjoyed a chance to chat with her dad from time to time in the last 25 years, and plenty others are in the same boat.
50+ years of conversations with one's parents make the flow pretty easy, and essentially irreplaceable. We of course touched on the weather at some point, and it was remarked that St. Joe has had several nice rains after the 4th of July. How else could I respond? - I of course remarked that I'm sure no one would turn down any rain after the 4th. Everyone knows the context of that pretty much automatic, decades-old rejoinder, and the conversation proceeds.
Then there was a discussion about computer viruses, which led to recounting the story of some old lady in Algona who recently was nearly scammed into sending money to the scammer via Western Union. EMG proceeded to read the entire article out of the Algona paper. Interesting news article. Did it add anything significant to the verbal description already provided? Not really. Did it give me a chance to hear the reading cadences of someone who had now and again read stories to us going back 50 years now? Yes, definitely, so I sat back and enjoyed.
The fine art of conversation, plus.
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