I had a friend ask me a baffling question yesterday. He was trying to decide what to get his dad for the upcoming father's day. "In theory, what would you get your dad for father's day," he said after he told me what he was thinking of getting. I was taken aback by the question. I think it was the "in theory" thing that stunned me most. I mean I know he has been dead for 25 years now, but I he did exist and not "in theory." I wasn't going to quible the word, since I know what my friend meant, and that lead to the next depressing thought: I wouldn't even know what to get. I had a clear image of my Dad in my mind at that point, sitting on the tractor in his work shirt. When I was little, maybe 7 or 8, I took a picture of that moment, so the image persists in my head. I immediately thought that I would buy him gloves. Strong leather work gloves. Gloves like he wore back then.
"I don't know," I responded wanting to move on from the subject. "I don't know."