Love. Before It’s Too Late

Adults have children. Their children become adults. Two short sentences. One shared life sentence.

Mitch Teemley

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My dad, Bill Teemley, was ambitious, hard-working, and deeply conservative. And I was a wildly liberal 23 year old who’d recently completed a “useless” Theatre Arts degree and moved back in with the folks.  Somewhere along the line a Game of Thrones-sized ice wall had grown up between us. We barely spoke. Dad didn’t get me (I’m an only child, so everything is about me), and I sure didn’t get him. But did it matter? I figured he never even thought about me. Still, with multiple non-job offers flooding in, I had time on my hands.

So I asked Mom what I could do about The Wall.

“Why don’t you go with him to pick up newspapers?” she answered.

Dad’s job as a newspaper dealer included picking up papers from the plant at 3:30 a.m. Seven days a week. So naturally my response was,

“Is there something else I…

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About mitchteemley

Writer, Filmmaker, Humorist, Thinker-about-stuffer
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2 Responses to Love. Before It’s Too Late

  1. This brought tears to my eyes. Powerful message and you are right, one never knows when God will take them away to their next place. Thank you for sharing and sorry for your loss.

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