Dad used to produce these massive burps… MASSIVE. We’d look at him and he’d say “Don’t worry. I saved a piece for you.”
Tonight, I produced a rather massive burp while sitting in my apartment on the couch next to my almost-15 year old nephew. He shook his head in disgust and I said “It was your Papaw speaking through me. He told me to tell you he saved a piece for you.”
He didn’t buy it.
I laughed so hard, though…and then I cried. I miss those little, funny things about my Dad.