My Dad And A Bird

After a long and difficult week back home in New York I am back in Los Angeles and getting back to my regular life. For the past few days I’ve been trying to figure out the best way to honor my father and the time that he and I spent together.  You may not know it, but my dad was a big fan of this blog and liked it when I told stories about him.  I feel that the best thing I can do to honor him is to continue doing that.  Over the next few weeks, and probably for as long as this blog lasts, I’ll be sharing some memories of my father.  If you’ve read this blog in the past you may know some of these stories but some of them will be appearing here for the first time.  I’m not sure where to start so here’s one that took place in 2004 that I was reminded of last week:

I Think He Was Keeping Something From Me

My dad was a talkative guy unless there was something he didn’t want you to know about, which was often.  Several years ago I went home for a visit and found something new at the house that I just had to ask him about even though I knew that I wasn’t going to get much in the way of a straight answer.

Hey Dad, where did you get this bird?

-I found it on the road.

In the cage? That’s convenient.  Does it talk?

-Yeah, it say’s stop asking questions.

Are you smuggling rare birds?

-That bird isn’t rare, look I have one right here.  How rare can it be if I have one?

I guess you have a point….I’ll stop asking questions.

-Good. You hungry? I’ll make you something.

Eventually the bird ended up at my mother’s house but I still don’t know where it came from or why he was so mysterious about it, that’s  just how it was with my dad.  I’m going to miss that guy.

More stories to come soon.



Filed under Betheboy Dad Stories

8 responses to “My Dad And A Bird

  1. I love this story. Thanks for sharing!

  2. Will's Mom

    Birdy bird came to my house because your sister Kayla said she liked it. He was cool about things like that….

  3. I love your stories about your family. I’m really sorry for your loss and the crappy stuff surrounding it.

  4. Robert Lee Allen

    How rare can it be…. Awesome, simply an awesome statement of the obvious. I can not wait to read more of these stories. How rare can they be?
    Your Friend Bob :)

  5. not sure i’ll be able to read these, they are that damn good. i bought a bird once b/c my daughter wanted it. it’s a HUGE sacrifice to own a bird, no matter the size.

  6. Will Campbell

    “My dad was a talkative guy unless there was something he didn’t want you to know about, which was often.”

    That is one of the best opening lines I have ever read.

  7. Goodness – my curiosity is peaked where DID that bird come from?

    This could be a start of a great teen book about a kid who spends the summer figuring out where the bird came from and ends up figuring out who his family really is instead…you know, that book!

  8. oslowe

    Obviously the bird knew the score.

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