But what is the son but an extension of the father?
-Frank Herbert, Dune
If we were having coffee, I would be having a white chocolate mocha. It’s my favorite, it’s my weakness, it’s my flavor. (The picture above is today’s white mocha.)
It’s not just my drink. It’s my dad’s drink. I always joke that I have his taste buds and, if we were having coffee, I’d probably tell you that… and tell you that I should probably give my dad his taste buds back.
I have a lot of great memories of my dad and I drinking white mochas together, too. We would always try to get them before going to tournaments. We played Warhammer Fantasy together. We would usually be the first ones to a tournament or a con, precisely because we had to leave early enough to stop and get a white mocha. To be ready for the day.
My dad and I played other games together, as well. The original Diablo. Magic: The Gathering. And many other games that we played simultaneously: Baldur’s Gate, Neverwinter Nights, Bane of the Cosmic Forge…
It was my dad who taught me Dungeons and Dragons. My dad who made me a gamer.
I am reminded of these connections, of the importance of fathers, because I was at a the memorial service for my friends’ dad. He succumbed to ALS, right in the middle of a huge viral campaign around fighting the disease, a massive, modern-age fundraiser.
So if we were having coffee, I’d tell you that my wife and I gave money. That you should too – that it’s a good cause to fight a terrible disease. I’d probably challenge you to take the challenge too.
If We Were Having Coffee is a Feature that a lot of other blogs participate in. I’m joining in as part of the housewarming party for a new blog, Just Gene’O. You can stop on by, and if you like what you see, why not give him a follow? Cheers.
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