Dad came out to Citrus Heights to see Kate, the kids, and me in about 1990. He wasn't real strong; he was his jovial self, though, especially around Patrick and Daniel. While his illness was in a dormant phase, it definitely affected him.
We played ping pong; like Mark, I had never bested Dad once, even though I had developed into a fair player at New Paltz - good enough at least to warm up the very best players on campus. Obviously I was years removed from that, though.
We played and I beat him in his weakened state - the one and only time. Dad complimented my play throughout, and was very gracious in losing. I felt like a big jerk, taking advantage of him; I was sad afterward, and felt ashamed of myself. I wanted to play hard, but I wouldn't have minded losing to him again.
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ReplyDeleteDad came out to Citrus Heights to see Kate, the kids, and me in about 1990. He wasn't real strong; he was his jovial self, though, especially around Patrick and Daniel. While his illness was in a dormant phase, it definitely affected him.
ReplyDeleteWe played ping pong; like Mark, I had never bested Dad once, even though I had developed into a fair player at New Paltz - good enough at least to warm up the very best players on campus. Obviously I was years removed from that, though.
We played and I beat him in his weakened state - the one and only time. Dad complimented my play throughout, and was very gracious in losing. I felt like a big jerk, taking advantage of him; I was sad afterward, and felt ashamed of myself. I wanted to play hard, but I wouldn't have minded losing to him again.