We began MF's Day (also known as Father's Day) weekend with my in-laws. Saturday evening all of my wife's family - 8 of us adults and 3 older boys - came over for a meal and perhaps a fire, if the weather would allow. The weather did not allow and we had to host all inside. And by the time it did there were only 5 of us, it was past 7, and I thought it was too late to commit to a fire when the rest would leave in an hour or so. We do want to have a firepit for my father-in-law, but we will have to start it earlier, and right when he arrives, for maximum enjoyment for all. My wife cooked up a spread of grilled tenderloin roast, babyback ribs, grilled shrimp, and for dessert a mixed berry crisp. The food was absolutely amazing, I'm not sure her family realizes the time and expense she puts into these spreads - especially with beef prices these days. She does take too much upon herself, I think. I'm always there willing to help but she seems to want it done 'right' or something....
Yesterday, Sunday, we met my Dad and his wife Pat out for a late lunch at a nearby restaurant. Also out for the occasion were my brother and his family and his wife's parents, they're close. My father has had a rough time lately with his health and it seems to have aged him quite a bit. He has had several emergency room visits recently leading to having a pacemaker installed. I am glad he is feeling better, but he is no longer the robust man I rebelled against as a teenager. In fact, he reminded me of his mother who we lost earlier this year. His speech and mannerisms had slowed. I realized more than ever that my father is actually an old man. There is history here, my father and I have not been anywhere near 'close' for a long time now. Well, they let me know they were in town this time, at least. Pat tried to make it a surprise but he saw my email reply. I'm glad I got to see them, thank you, Pat.
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