Travels with Dad

—-This is a story of a complex relationship with my father, Al, who I came to love and understand after he was diagnosed with dementia.—-


Brian and I had dinner at Johnny Rockets tonight in Lake George.  A fun and endearing memory came flooding back as soon as we stepped into the noise filled restaurant.

During the “Travels with Dad” years, I would bring him to Johnny Rockets in the mall for lunch.  He loved hamburgers, and I knew he would love their style of family entertainment.  Our visits never failed to capture our attention.  Aretha Franklin’s “RESPECT” would begin blaring from the sound system, and a young bunch of workers would flood the isles and begin their gyrations.  Every single time, Al would stop eating, and become a fully engaged lunch spectator.  The smile on his face didn’t fade until the rendition was over.

My smile, watching Dad, would last for the rest of the day.



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