Just talk to him

 Steve Earle plays on cd from the corner of his room. 

I picked an earlier album, one Dad liked. 

 

I’m alone. Maybe it’s evening, or maybe I’m just thinking it was. 

 

You probly don’t know what’s been going on with all of us, huh, Dad? 

I speak in a half whisper. 

It’s been awhile since you could keep track. 

I guess someone should fill you in. 

 

I’m still in Idaho. Still hunting. 

We don’t use the McCall site much anymore. 

I know you really liked that site. 

But it got too busy out there. 

Too many people. 

 

We have a house in Grangeville. 

You haven’t seen it. 

It’s alright. Nothing fancy.  

I think you’d like it though. 

 

We’re gonna try an sell the business. 

Not sure what we’ll do then.  

Maybe move to Nevada. 

 

I went to New York. 

That’s a crazy place. 

And we went to Florida. 

 

I remember you went to Florida once. 

You called to tell me about the parrots.  

Well I saw them. Wild parrots.  

I called to tell you about them. 

Maybe you remember. 

 

I don’t know what else to tell you.  

Nothing too exciting going on.  

I just wanted you to know what we’ve been doing. 

Maybe I’ll think of more to say tomorrow.  

 

My dad died that night.