This past weekend and while my wife was away having the time of her life, and checking off another bucket list trip, I spent entertaining and being entertained by my three brothers. I should use the names of the seven dwarfs to protect the not so innocent. But I have spoken of them by name in the past and I will continue to do so. But if I were to use the 7 Dwarfs names, I would claim and take full credit for being the one referred to as “Grumpy”. It is a self-promoted nickname I gave myself shortly after moving to Florida. See link for https://dealingwithcopd.wordpress.com/2013/08/21/old-and-grumpy/ .
Pictured below from left to right as you look at the picture are Jim, Grumpy, Ed and John. Each of us has many redeeming qualities and each of us has many not so redeeming qualities. And I could go on for words and words and words about each of them, but as they would all say “Payback is a B…. “
I will say that at one time I was the heaviest, but from appearances that may not be the case anymore. But I am the one with all my original hair, and the best looking of the lot. Ed did try to pretty himself up at the last moment running into the house to grab a Golf shirt.
Immediately upon arrival at the house, as Ed was sipping his 1st beer, he tried to establish a “Judgment” free zone on the Lanai. As place of peace, without the normal razor-sharp blades we normally use to cut each other to ribbons. But even with a “Judgment” free zone, the barbs flew back and forth all weekend long. It didn’t matter where we were or what we were doing, we were slinging barbs. To see the smiles and grins throughout would have been a lot of fun to the fly on the wall.
But it wasn’t all about kidding each other, or sticking the knife in gently. We shared a lot of stories, reminiscing about incidents, each with a different perspective depending on the time and place in the family history. We shared stories grandpa’s farm and about close encounters of the worst kind with Dad. We spoke of or marriages, our kids, the good and bad times. I suspect they realize this will be one of the last visits we have together. So we talked about more pleasant things.
The menu was quite simple. One night we had pizza, wings, and garlic knots, another night we had bbq’d pork chops, another hamburgers and hot dogs, and steaks. Surprisingly salads were also served during some to the meals. And I will admit that the boys did graze right thru most things editable. And we shared more than one drink over the weekend. Nobody got drunk, no one got fired up, but we did talk loud, hell when we were kids we were considered the loud family. It seems it is something we haven’t been able to shake as we have grown older. Of the four of us I am the oldest; Ed is the youngest, with 13 years separating us. If you think back (or at least for me) I had absolutely nothing in common with my youngest brother when I was 20 or 30, we started to become close as I reached 40, and have grown closer as more years pass. Families are that way mostly I think, of course there are dysfunctional families, and I am sure that from time to time we were indeed dysfunctional. But for the most part we have been able to maintain a good relationships and friendships, as we have grown.
No earth breaking disclosures were made, and while we spoke only for the fewest of moments of world events we couldn’t find a solution or come to an agreement as to a solution, sometimes we couldn’t even agree what the problem was. But we were taking to talk, to share, to be together. We managed a lot of reflection. John and Jim would sit in the corner of the lanai after dark smoking cigars, LOL that kept me in the house and out of the conversation, but what little I did catch seemed to be the quiet friendly conversation brothers can have. One afternoon they wanted to go to the casino, I was more than happy to take them, and pick them up, but I didn’t venture into the casino. There wasn’t much in the way of bragging, so I suspect there wasn’t much in the way of winning either. In reflection I guess I could have taken them on a field trip to Dunedin or Clearwater Beach, but they were satisfied with the pool, and not having to venture far for a drink or the bathroom. I can say with total honesty I am so so glad they came, I am glad we got to spend the time together we, and that we had to opportunity to share moments and time together.
Smiling here are the names of the 7 Dwarfs, let’s play a game, if you choose to comment on this post, tell me which name fits which brother best. Remember “Grumpy” is taken: Bashful, Doc, Sleepy, Sneezy, Dopey, Grumpy and Happy.
As always if you have any questions, comments, concerns or issues please feel free to ask. I will respond. Please take care and have a great day. Bill