![]() ![]() “You got some ideas, Pop?” I asked curiously, a small grin forming on my face. But not only that! There’s also something else on my mind.” We need to tweak our traditional approaches. Gentlemen, I think we need to seriously organize an 'un-criticize-able' response to this mess. We tried to go in there with our most advanced tools and this was the response,” holding up one of the photos. “We have to try a more effective approach. “Junior, how’d we win the Revolutionary War? By standing in orderly lines? No, that’s what the British did and they lost! Gentlemen!” He now turned his attention to his other advisers, huddled around at the main table. Crossing the Delaware in the frigid cold and all that.”įather suddenly lifted in head in revelation, “By gummit, that’s it!” He swore like a madman and still found glory in the darkest of times through sheer resilience. ![]() ![]() They could now be even more reluctant to sit down with us…one thousand, my god…”Īfter a brief moment of thought, I commented, “we fought fire with fire, but it wasn’t the right fire.” My eye wandered over to the picture of George Washington hanging on the wall nearby, and I commented, “You know, you remind me a lot of him, Father. In my opinion, the situation is now worse. ![]() We tried this approach here, and it hasn’t worked. We can never know if something will work or make something happen until after the thing has happened. “Maybe,” Father replied, “but that’s the thing. “Maybe your anger scared the doc into workin’ better to save me,” I suggested. As simple as that, your color returned to your face and the illness left.” But then, by some chance, by some miracle, you recovered. I kept thinking, ‘Oh Lord, why can’t I do anything? I can’t save my son.’ All I could do was pray. I tongue-lashed that doctor somethin’ fierce over it, I was so angry and frightened.” He rubbed his brow with his hand, “But all the shoutin' in the world couldn't keep me from feeling so…useless. I was so frightened that I would lose you, my son. I’ve been through a lot of things in my life, and that was the most terrifying of them, both then and even now. For days you were bedridden and in and out of consciousness. But I remember how sick you got, I remember your fever, and the color leaving your face. Maybe he didn’t wash his hands, maybe he wasn’t as careful as he should have been. I don’t know if it was somehow some common mistake or if the doctor was an idiot and he made a mistake. “Vaguely,” I answered, “I remember only being awake for half of the time that I should have been.” We’ll figure this out.”įather turned to me with concern swimming in his eyes, “Do you remember when you had your tonsils removed, son?” I took a seat beside him, “Don’t worry, Pop. He looked like he was lost for what to do next. To me, he had a look that for most of his life he had rarely ever worn, but was wearing the look more and more often every day, it seemed. “Still waiting for a reply from his office, sir.”įather sunk a bit in his seat. Then he sighed to himself “Lord forgive me” before asking, “Any word on where Henry is?” He folded his hands atop his cane as he mulled over his thoughts, venting the anger out through his nostrils until his breathing was calmer. “It’s a tactical victory, sir,” William commented.įather was quick to reply, “Over a thousand, Bill! Have you forgotten what I said already?” Father groaned in frustration and returned to his spot on the couch, the situation weighing down on him like a flour sack on a runt mule. "Oh, Dang-blast it,” Father’s face as turning red with rage. “Dozens on our sides, over a thousand on their side at the least.” "It always seems impossible until it is done" (With a giant credit of thanks to Gentleman Biaggi) (Originally titled “President Sanders (Relax! This Isn’t Current Politics!): A KFC TL”) ![]()
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