With all my writing on family connections, I have to say that my relationship with my grandfather is one of the strongest and most valued, for me. I have always listened to his worldview, his ‘Paul-Star’ directions when driving, but most importantly, his (in this case, sarcastic) humor. During a pretty safe and worry-free procedure to have a pacemaker put in the other day, apparently had to get shocked back into this world. My aunt asked him about the experience post-op when he was still really loopy on anesthesia. (He does not remember saying any of this.) The conversation went something like this:
- So, Dad, I heard they had to shock you back to life?
- Oh yeah? No one told me about that. I didn’t feel anything.
- Did you get to see ‘the white light’?
- No. I didn’t see any ‘white light’ but I did see Jesus running from me.