Home Again
We had promised to come see my godmother after the funeral and lunch. We were expecting all of that to be wrapped up by 1:00 or 2:00, but we didn’t eat till almost 3, and got out of there after 4:00. I was rather dreading what would happen next — my godmother has always prepared huge meals, and we are expected to eat all of it. But that didn’t happen this time. She seems to have lost a lot of energy since her husband died, and although she suggested ordering a pizza, we escaped with only some snacks and drinks. She brought out some Jaegermeister, which Rita has never tried — she ended up drinking three shots. Conversation mostly consisted of Rita and Liz competing for who had the most aches and pains. We were disappointed to discover that since her husband died, she seems to have become a Liberal. They both escaped Europe just ahead of the Russians and had always been strongly anti-socialist in any form. Now she is telling us how the president is doing an ok job, and how obamacare will be a great thing. Quite sad, such a change in 3 years.
We then drove up to Milwaukee the next morning (Friday) to visit my dad, who we also haven’t seen in 4 years. We got there about 10 as planned. First he starts speaking to us in Ukrainian; took a minute for him to realize we were not understanding him. Then he says he has to take a friend to the doctor, and after that he is going to lunch, so we should come back after 12:00. !!
We had thought we were coming to visit and have lunch together! No, he goes every day to the park, where they serve a $2.50 lunch to seniors, and he can’t miss out on that for one day. We drove around town a bit, found a park near the lakeshore. The previous day had been really nice for the funeral, but today was very cold, very windy, and a fine mist coming down. We walked from the car to the lake bank for a minute, but it was too miserable to stay out there. We drove around some more and found a better park, where we had a good view without getting out of the car. We then went to lunch at Appleby’s, and got back to Dad’s place about 12:30. Nobody home. We waited in the car until almost 1:30. But actually, it was more fun just sitting in the car. The visit is always incredibly stiff; couple of dead minutes trying to think up a topic; ask an opening question; receive a 2-word answer which cuts off that subject; rinse and repeat. Luckily Rita has lots to talk about for any occasion. Not sure how much of it he understood — his hearing is farther gone than mine — but it filled the silence. Then I remembered I had the computer out in the car, with all our photos, which he had never seen. That got things moving nicely, and a whiskey-coke made the rest of the visit almost enjoyable. Luckily we had an out, we had to get back to Kenosha by 5 to meet with Rita’s sister. We did find out that he has a good renter upstairs who does the lawn-mowing and snow-shoveling. We had been worried for several years that he is not able to stay in that place, but he should be ok there for a few more years. We also discovered that he can still tell a Communist when he sees one, and will be voting appropriately this year.
Our last visit of the week was dinner with Rita’s sister Bonnie. That was the best of our visits. We had to tone Rita down a little — after the day with my dad, and the evening before that with my godmother who is just as deaf, Rita was stuck in her outside voice. I had a nice Friday fish fry, which we never get in Ohio. We had a nice visit with Bonnie, and got a few things from her for Rita.
Saturday morning we picked up a few kringles from the bakery, and off we go. We went through a few construction areas both going and returning, but no big delays. In north Indiana we passed through an area of farm fields covered with dozens and dozens of wind turbines. On our last trip three years ago we had seen a few, but now they go off as far as you can see in any direction. I looked it up when we got home, this is one of the biggest wind farms in the country with over 200 turbines. It will eventually have over 300, and generate 600 MW, about the same as an average coal-fired plant. I think it is kind of neat, especially if it works as advertised (of which I have some doubts), but Rita declares them to be pure evil come amongst us.
Today (Sunday) we are unpacked, foot-high lawn is mowed, garbage put out, and starting to watch some of our backlog of TV recordings.