I remember when my dad was as strong as an ox and could carry three of us kids on his back and arms at one. I remember when he could buid a deck in a day. I remember when we were all huddled in the basement because of the weather and he would be going out the front door to go and fix the electric lines somewhere in his district. I remember when he would sit in front of the TV swearing at the Chicago Cubs. I remember him bringing in the Christmas tree that was two feet too tall and havnig to cut parts of it off right there in the living room.
What I don't want to remember is how he looks right now with all the tubes and wires and the little machines that go "ping."
Sorry to bummer out your thread...
