Yesterday, 42 years ago on 30 May 1976, my Dad passed away on the farm Leeukuil in the Agter Paarl district.
It’s been a long walk without a father. He suffered a debilitating stroke which left him paralyzed from 1969.
I regret growing up without a father figure as much as I regret not being a father figure for our own boys.
But the walk continues …
I went for a walk today.
It was just three blocks through the hood. I had my beard trimmed at the half.
It’s a lovely autumn day and my warm top became too hot!
My hammies were sore and my left hip painful – almost didn’t make the walk!
Pity about the building rubble on the Cecil Street sidewalk. And pity if I passed you and didn’t wave. My vision gets progressively worse.