Irony

Shortly after the preceding post,  The one time my father was right, my father entered his final illness. He died in late May. 


The title of the previous post was a bit misleading. The point of the post was that this was the one time that something he said penetrated my teenage know-it-all defensive shield.  I figure that my relatively sparing use of salt over the last 30-plus years is why I don't have blood pressure problems in spite of being middle-aged, overweight and overstressed.

Dad was right about a lot of things and I wish I had listened more earlier.