What I want to remember from this day….
I want to remember the “hookie” feeling of going boating then to the movies on a weekday afternoon with my dad and uncle.
And the mindful, conscious, laughter when he and my dad were talking about “dinging” you know who.
Ordering Nick the Greek on the ride to the movies.
“No tomatoes on the chicken gyro.”
“I’ll take your tomatoes,” my uncle said.
“Add my tomatoes to veggie gyro,” I said.
And he either did finger guns or snapped his fingers or said: “That’s right…” something like that.