For some strange reason THIS memory popped in my head. So I thought I would share…
When I was 10 my dad died. He had cancer.
While undergoing radiation treatments. We made a lot of trips to Billings from my small town of Forsyth. It was the closest, large hospital to handle his care. We often would make trips to my mom’s brother’s house while in Billings.
Lex (her brother) and my Aunt Karen, had 4 boys at the time. The youngest two at least 6 years younger than myself.
While there for a visit one time my younger cousin, Zane (I believe) brought my dad a handful of (what was a childproof) Tylenol and handed them to my dad and said….
“Here Uncle Chuck, these will make you feel better.”
….I can’t remember our responses. Something along the lines of how did he get the bottle open!???”. Lol
They use to be all painful memories now there is an ability to see the humor. I don’t miss him less just handle it better.