This is how I remember most of the moments between Dad and Mike.
Dad, although tireless, seldom connected with Mike. Was it Mike being rebellious or uncomprehending? I know that I rebelled at times. Did Dad expect too much and demand that things be only his way? Was he the uncomprehending one? When I used to play catch with Dad and threw with my left hand, he ‘corrected’ me and I ended up being right-handed. I suppose that was the usual thing to do in those times.
I caught this moment on a walk with Dad and Mike near his group home. I choose to see it as a connection, although it could just be a photographic coincidence. I don’t remember.
This is one of the moments that I counted on one hand. It is worth a thousand hands, I think.