Bedtime Stories

Putting my Dad to bed, my husband learned many interesting things:

"I am a black man" (repeated 2 times)

"No, I am a white man" (repeated 2 more times)

"I am a black man, and I bought your house in Oak Cliff."

"I lived in Chicago. It is very cold in Chicago."

"I retired with a pension and I moved to Dallas."

"It isn’t as cold in Texas. We have a Norther come through now and then, and then it gets warm again."

"I am a black man. My father was a black man."

"I moved back to the Congo. I worked in the factory in South Africa."

"Then I moved to the Congo. They have factories in the Congo. We are in the Congo. My father was a black man."