My Dad: A short sketch

Keeping it in the family

Photo by Derek Thomson on Unsplash

When I look in the mirror he stares back at me. He is alive and in this moment he still breathes.

Yet we buried him in 1984. Though buried is not accurate. He donated his body to ‘medical science’. So his organs were committed to the fridge of a medical student for endless dissecting. Maybe his cold cuts were responsible for some great medical breakthrough…