February 21, 2010

My old man called me the other night on his way home from a funeral. He went to pay respects to an old coworker who had lost a daughter. "You remember him?" "Sorry, no. Wait you played softball with him that night we came to watch?" "No... I don't think he was there that night, but he played sometimes." "Well what happened?" "She was sledding. At college with her friends. Couldn't get stopped and crashed into a wall." "Dang. What did you say to him?" "Told him I was sorry. And he said, you know, you protect them from so many dangers and after a while you just have to let them do it for themselves... I never thought this could happen."