well, I had a wonderful time at Mass with Gerry. She and her husband John dropped me off, then I went about doing chores and fixing dinner.
Ann came over at 5 pm and we ate ham, pinapple, sweet potato, salad, scallopped potatoes and some wine.
it was a nice dinner, and then Ann went back home.
After lounging about and putting away left overs and enjoying tv, I finally went online to facebook, and the first thing I see is a post by my youngest sister memorializing our dad, as he died this day in 1993. several of her friends posted, as did one of my brothers, all saying what a fine man he was!
It was like a poke in the eye with a flaming poker.
He was anything but a fine guy. He did manage to be jovial with most outsiders, but there is no excuse for being a rapist, child molster, and murderer, as well as a wife beater. If he was fine I must be a saint, maybe even with a capital S!!!
I had to get away from facebook before saying what I'm feeling.
my sister and brother can miss him if they want to, but I celebrate his absence, literally. When he was gone 4 years, I went to work at Medieval Times and had myself knighted [Lady Ginny Auldridge].
Surviving him is a real accomplishment. I don't know how the denial routine works, but it seems too popular to me.
