Windows, BB #29 SFO_CHT June 12, 2008
She says he’s recovered some color since his heart
attacked the same day as Harabojay’s* third stroke. High-
healed walkers negotiate new grooved cement on one side
of campus as the dust settles over sandy bricks that
finally cover construction that twisted ankles all semester
in front of Humanities-One, where office-class time
stretches from six a.m. to midnight depending. . . Back
benches beckon bold beauties, who sleep folded over
each other through three classes, undisturbed by passers
yapping, ROTC drills, and snickers, since her hand is
placed on top of his groin. It’s the funniest window
view yet, as the between-class stream is dull, landscaping
hodge-podge, and Ggachi birds scarce, but just this once,
this couple is enough to distract you from dwindling family.
Solve this dilemma: first your Dad’s wife says “don’t change
travel plans” right after his cardiomyopathy flared, so you
keep all plans, but he is not in good enough health to see
you, and it appears you’ll only have a six-day window in
which to visit with him before you have to leave again
for your next semester in Korea. Feel rejected yet?
Harabojay means grandfather in Korean. My wife’s father
and my father had a stroke and a heart attack, respectively,
on the same day, May 30, 2008. Both survived.
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