Pimp My Dad

What is it about fathers that make them so predictable? Father's Day lumbers up to your calendar and what do you buy the old man? What do you say to him? Dads just aren't as expressive as moms. They can be, heaven forbid, a little dull. That all changed for me when my mother passed away. Suddenly my Dad, at 80, was asking me to help him find new love. So I pimped for him. I coached him. And you know what happened? We became friends, closer than we'd ever been. My website, AssistedLoving.com is a fun and funny resource for boomer kids wondering what the hell to do about their senior parents. You know what the first thing is I advise? Find out how to be amused by them. The rest will fall into place from there.

 

Comments

[Checquoline]

09:54 PM on 06/12/2008

Do I get to be first here? Well at least he waited until his wife was dead My father at eighty four had two on the back burner while my mother was dying. Then, as they held their breath waiting for his house and bank account....he dropped dead. To bad for them.