“A Moment With My Father” (1)

My father would walk by the refrigerator then call on one of us to get him a glass with ice, water, or something else. He would also sit on a chair right in front of the coffee table. The newspaper would be on the table and he would call you from where ever you were in the house or yard, to hand him the newspaper. I used to say in my mind, “You just walked by the fridge, so why didn’t you take what you wanted. One day I told him, "Daddy, you called me from outside to come in and hand you the newspaper and it is right in front of you." He would chuckle. I know my father always enjoyed that moment…