The Slice
THE SLICE
This is the day when more than a few dads of a certain age remind their far-flung families that they don’t want to linger on the phone.
“Merry Christmas to you, too,” they’ll tell an adult child in another state. “Let me put your mother on.”
It’s not that these guys don’t love their kids. They do. It’s just that there’s a certain kind of man who would prefer to express that by checking tire pressure or asking, “Need any money?”
Maybe that means they are emotionally stunted. Perhaps it implies that they are not in touch with their feelings. Last time I checked, though, it was not a crime to lack enthusiasm for yakking on the phone.
I suppose these men are gradually being replaced by generations of guys who love to talk on the phone.
But something tells me that’s not necessarily an improvement.
Paul Turner