Dad had a pithy phrase for pretty much any state of affairs however chiefly in circumstances once he knew somebody required strength or comfort. He could, like such a large amount of fathers of his generation, be merrily unaware of the melodramas of family life, floating on top of domestic detail together with his mind on alternative things. however after you forced him to focus he disclosed a reserve of thoughtfulness and insight.
Almost each morning, dropping my brother Adam and ME in school in capital of Australia, he'd extend his cheek for a adios kiss that forever tasted powerfully of poet Boss or Eau Savage, then say, gravely: "Watch out for the turkeys."
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