Stahlke Adoption

Alliteration

About ten days ago, my sister telephoned that Dad was thinking more clearly. The three of us talked by speaker phone, with Anne prompting Dad and helping him with the conversation. She asked me to describe my work as organist at our church, so I gave an update on how my job had been going.

Dad began to get sleepy, as the morphine took effect, so Anne suggested we say goodbye. Dad couldn't remember my name, but he knew who I was:

"Goodbye, Music!"

posted by Stahlkes @ 5:34 PM