20/01/2022
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-This past weekend I visited my parents following the passing of my grandfather. Across the kitchen table were strewn bits and memories. Naturally, I started looking through them, and found some issues of Bowbender magazine, a souvenir of decades past. I smiled briefly, remembering how much a part of our lives that publication was, but quickly moved on to other things and other conversations.
Later that night my own son, 13 years old going on 30, was presented with a column in one of those publications written by Broadhead Bill, known only to him as "great grandpa". My son began reading it aloud, and before long was incapable of doing so without snickers, and eventually guffaws. Before long, the kitchen was a cacophonic chorus of crowing amusement. The challenge as a listener now became attempting to decipher what my son was reading as the syllables he attempted to perform morphed seemlessly into hysterics.
I pulled aside the writing that left my son in stitches to reinterpret that which he attempted to present to us. As I rediscovered my grandfather's expert use of archery-based colloquialisms, I began to regain an appreciation for his facility with both Saharan humour and the English language. Perhaps I, a sometimes unnecessarily loquacious individual as well, came by it honestly.-
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This past weekend I visited my parents following the passing of my grandfather. Across the kitchen table were strewn bits and memories. Naturally, I started looking through them, and found some...