By this time the shadows are growing long. It has been a busy day, and
one by one the guests are saying their goodbyes.
After most of the guests had left, the rest of us gathered at the foot
of the path to the front door to wait for Dad and Evelyn to come out
and see what we had done to that car he must have spent $200 getting
cleaned up so it would look good in long term parking while they have a
great honeymoon. To me it seemed like it took them forever to get
out. It was like they were prolonging the moment by spending a million
years on every sweet goodbye.
Dad's face usually has a reasonably pleasant look on it. That's the
nearest thing to a "this is awful" look he's given anything in my
presence for many many years. Probably more than half of my life, now
that I think about it. Everybody else enjoyed the moment
immensely.
