Sunday, April 20, 2014

Texts From My Dad

I know my dad loves me. We don't hug or kiss or say "I love you." We're not that kind of family. But we love each other nevertheless.

A while back my sister forwarded me a text my dad had sent her. "I miss you," it said.

I called her immediately. "I miss you?" I asked. "What does that mean? Why did he send that to you?"

"I don't know," my sister replied. "I have no idea.'"

"Weird," I said.

"Weird," she said.

It was so weird, in fact, that my sister decided to get to the bottom of it.

After quizzing my dad, she found out that though he sometimes send us texts, he doesn't really know how to write a text. He just knows where the pre-written text templates are stored -- texts like "In a meeting" or "Be there soon" or, apparently, "I miss you." When he gets a text, he just chooses the the best auto response.

So it wasn't surprising that when I sent this text to my dad:

"Saturday's game is at noon,"

He responded:

"Good morning!"

It's nice to know that he cares.

SEE ALSO: My Dad's Thoughts on Email

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