Yesterday was my Dad's birthday. He would've been 71. That's what my mom told me on the phone while I drove home from work. After mentioning that she said she's thinking about retiring and enjoying life a little while she's still here. I told her she's more than welcome anytime to help out or hang out at the nursery this summer.
I was heading west on E when she told me that. I had just made the corner by the cemetery in Earl.
10 hours earlier I was heading east on E past the cemetery. My grandpa has a headstone there. Next to it is my Grandma's. Date of death blank. Sometimes I wonder if she should go there. So far from her birth home near Pardeeville.
My grandpa and I would drive past that graveyard daily on the way to logging jobs.
Yesterday morning I drove past it alone. 20 below. A Full Moon hanging in the eastern horizon. The snow reminding me of moonlight all around me. With Led Zeppelin's "In The Evening" playing as loud as it can go.
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