Dad is retired now, no, not really. He has a ballet company and restaurant in his 80’s. It is my fear that he won’t slow down, only stop. Dad, I want to see you before you say Stop.
Today I ran into the couple who hired him 35 years ago to run a non-profit organization and introduced myself as his daughter. We are neighbors, all these years later. Quel surprise! Board and The Help on the same block with great views.
We see each other on the path from time to time with our dogs and say hello, maybe 7-8 times over 18 months, most in winter garb, yes I walked on water last year talking to ice fishermen. Notice I didn’t say ice fisher-women. They’re home with another alternative for supper.
I asked them for coffee and left a note with my information. I thought that the right thing to do. I do believe in fate, however, and intuition. I can usually read things more than a mile down the road but this ball is in their court.
Sadly, in my heart I feel that people in Milwaukee, even young ones, don’t want new friends. They marry, get a house near their parents, go to the same church and close everyone out. They also try to run pedestrians off the streets at designated crosswalks, especially the one I spent six months trying to create. They blow their horns for nothing.
I hope for the right thing, that between us we can help this city. It has become difficult even to volunteer. We’ve met for a reason. Fate intervenes. Let’s roll the dice and see what happens…….. Dee
ps Wait, I don’t even have dice, or cards for that matter. Fate.
Cooking with Dee 