RaisingDad

We got our first Coronavirus patient down here just a few days back.      He's in his forties, and they think he got it because he travels back and forth to California.      That lead our father to tell me, "I sure hope your brother doesn't visit."      "Because you're afraid he might bring the virus?" I asked him.      "No," he said. "I just hope he doesn't visit."       RaisingDad RaisingMyFather.BlogSpot.com JimDuchene.BlogSpot.com. American Chimpanzee @JimDuchene   

No matter how old we get, our father still worries about us.       We’ve got six Coronavirus cases here where I live, and all those where you live.      “Don’t worry,” I told him, trying to ease any worries he might have about you. “I’m sure Henry is being careful. I’m sure he’s washing his face and washing his hands.”      “He should try washing his ass,” he said.       RaisingDad RaisingMyFather.BlogSpot.com JimDuchene.BlogSpot.com. American Chimpanzee @JimDuchene   

I was trying to comfort our father because I know he has nothing else better to do than come up with worst-case scenarios concerning his kids and grandkids, so I told him, “Don’t worry about me, pop. At my job, I come into contact with very few people, so there’s no chance I’ll catch the Coronavirus.”      “Oh, I know I don’t have to worry about you, son,” he told me. “It’s your much older brother I worry about.”      “Why’s that?”      “Because I’ve heard that the Coronavirus only affects UGLY people.”       RaisingDad RaisingMyFather.BlogSpot.com JimDuchene.BlogSpot.com   American Chimpanzee @JimDuchene   

I heard your wife  posted on Facebook that, because of Coronavirus fears, instead of a kiss goodnight when you go to bed, she gives you a fist-bump.     “Coronavirus is the best thing to ever happen in our marriage,” she wrote.       RaisingDad RaisingMyFather.BlogSpot.com JimDuchene.BlogSpot.com @JimDuchene   

as featured in Desert Exposure Magazine desertexposure.com    This morning my wife greets me with a cup of coffee and a question.      "Guess what dad found?"      Let's see, what's the only thing my father's been looking for these days? What's the only thing my father's been blaming everybody but himself for misplacing? What's the air-speed velocity of an unladen swallow?      "The keys the baby stole?" I venture, taking a sip of my coffee.      Ouch, it's hot... but it keeps me from laughing out loud. I know the baby didn't take them. My wife knows the baby didn't take them. The only person who doesn't seem to know is my father. According to him, his 2-year-old great-grandson snatched his keys out of his hand, stole his car, and maxed out his credit cards playing blackjack in Vegas.      Of course, I'm joking.     ...