Yes, I can hear you now
Just need to share.
For the last twenty years or so I have always bought the car my parents were going to trade in. I have never been “into” cars, they take great care of theirs, and I give them what the dealer would. It works all around.
Tomorrow I am driving to see Mom for her birthday and since my bluetooth wireless cellphone ear thing is on the blink, I figured I would get the one in the car (2004 Accura TL, only the best for Mom and Dad) to work. With multiple engineering degrees, this would be simple.
First, I hit the buttons to clear any phones it already knew. Then I tried to add in the requisite numbers (Aphrodite, World’s Best Mom, nannies, etc.). It was not going well … A few hours into it (ok, twenty minutes) I figured I should listen to the names I entered to see what it thinks I am doing. I hit the button, said “Phonebook,” hit the button again and said “List” … and then it happened.
I hear my father’s voice saying my name. Then a dozen other names of friends and family. His phone list that was not cleared. Almost four months after his passing … “My Father the Car”? (American 1960’s sitcom reference)
Hey, wait, this blog is supposed to be about Pearlsky. … Ok, I got it …
I adore Pearlsky. So did Dad.
Did you save it?
I can’t bring myself to erase it, although I doubt I would listen to it again.
It’s good to hear a tidbit about your life, other than the darling Pearlsky. And this is an endearing tidbit. I can’t imagine that you won’t save that for as long as you can —
*****bittersweet*****
Save it by recording it, keep it as an MP3 somewhere. Video and audio recordings of my late grandpa are so precious now, even though I don’t often listen to them.
Aw. (Agreeing with Claire again.)
Something like that happened to my elderly godmother recently via a videotape that was done in a darkened room. After randomly selecting an old vacation tape her daughter and her heard her late husband’s voice: “Talk to me, Wella.” *chills*
Sorry it’s hard to hear but I am sure it was welcome in its own way. He’ll always be watching out for both of you (all of you!)
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this is why i save some of my parents’s messages, on my home phone. I need to work out how to get them into a digital format.