Thursday, July 11, 2019
The other part of the "vacation"
For some reason I was thinking about the 1962 family "vacation" to visit dying Grandpa. I've already written about Grandpa's noble attempt to teach me about life. Grandpa was trying to immunize me against the delusions of the "liberal" parents by illustrating ACCURATE OBSERVATION. The vaccine didn't really activate until 1969 in jail, when those delusions collided head-on with serious reality. Then I saw what Grandpa was trying to say.
Other things were happening on that same "vacation". My ball-clipping mother was seemingly trying to visit all of her old boyfriends, showing my father how inadequate he was by comparison with the men she could have clipped.
This part of the "vacation" failed.
One of her old boyfriends owned a gas station and had a nice house, but he didn't have a happy life. He suffered from what we'd now call PTSD from WW2, and made life hell for everyone around him, including visitors.
The other old boyfriend was an undertaker. He decided to entertain the visitors by embalming a body while we watched. He explained how the big needle injected the embalming fluid, showed the color changing, explained what happened after burial.
DID THAT REALLY HAPPEN, or did I make up the memory? It must have happened. It's too fucking weird to make up.
Labels: Asked and unanswerable, Emersonian justice, Entertainment
¶ 9:57 AM
