Phone Traffic
Oct. 22nd, 2009 07:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thisnewdayThe phone traffic, between here and the hometown, has been increasingly intense these past few weeks.
It's followed the inexorable rhythm of my father's fading from all that he's been and done for the past ninety-four years.
This time around, I've not been there to see it or hear it. But it's out there on the horizon, like the light of a distant city.
And whether it endears him or not, to those now around him, he has indeed raged against the dying of it...
It's followed the inexorable rhythm of my father's fading from all that he's been and done for the past ninety-four years.
This time around, I've not been there to see it or hear it. But it's out there on the horizon, like the light of a distant city.
And whether it endears him or not, to those now around him, he has indeed raged against the dying of it...
