He is convinced that he is an
easy house guest who will not be any real imposition. He is used to living in
modest surroundings with not too many amenities. Our guest room is sparse but
clean. We are “empty nesters” with more space than we need. Still an extra
person in our house means modified routines and little accommodations that are
not apparent to our guest. He is louder and larger than life in many ways. July
and August are the months he likes to go on hiatus from his New Orleans routine
of teaching tennis, studying acting at a local community college and
interfacing with a variety of characters who have managed to keep moving ahead
in spite of the hurricane catastrophe that resulted in a smaller city core.
“Don’t feel like you have to
entertain me,” he says a few days into the visit. He’s completely content with
a schedule that starts around 11:00 a.m. I am a morning person. So is my wife
Lynn. In the week he was with us, I scheduled morning meetings (a job interview,
a consulting group meeting, a trip to the bank, a few chores etc.). Lynn is
running a deli and coffee shop during the week and that leaves me to occupy Sundance.
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday activities included (in no particular order): a
trip to the St. Louis Art Museum, hitting a giant bucket of golf balls at the
Golfport Recreational Center, Going to AMC Creve Coeur Theater premier of the
new Batman movie Dark Knight Rises,
hanging out at the Galleria Shopping Mall (with stops at Pandora Jewelry Shop,
Build-A-Bear Workshop and St. Louis Bread Company).
A highlight of the first
three days was securing Sundance’s return ticket. He is going back to Chicago. (He
is not in a hurry to get back to New Orleans.) “Highland Park has everything I
might need within walking distance, it just isn’t a place where I can function.
I have all the doctors, lawyers, Indian chiefs in New Orleans,” he explains. “Nevertheless,
I’m not ready to go back.” There are many layers and storylines in and around
the world of Sundance. Time shifting from first love Suzie Sanders to TMI (too
much information) about relationships in the more recent past. Georgetown, San
Francisco, France, the Navy, acting class vignettes, tennis, restaurants and
sculpture parks. The talk show continues. At times, it is exhausting to follow.
The truth is stranger than fiction. But it isn’t all about Sundance – sometimes
it’s about Sundance’s take on the news or sports or global warming. If you want
to change the subject you have to barge in with an opening line. He will
take it from there and run with it…Who is your favorite president? “Living or
all time? Well I think Thomas Jefferson for all time but Bill Clinton if you
are talking about modern day…Did you know…”
Impromptu entertaining on a
low budget continues through the weekend but I now know his departure plan
begins with a train ticket out of Kirkwood, MO at 12:30 (early afternoon) on
Monday. Our activities are of the cheap thrills variety and include a visit to
Drace Park, a mini haven for dog walkers with a small playground, gardens, a
couple of renovated Civil War era vintage structures and visitor friendly park
benches. At Drace Park we happen to connect with our father on his 94th
birthday. The cell phone call from Tampa (placed by our sister from Cleveland who
is visiting Dad in Florida). The call is full of distortion and marginally
audible. It is hard to hear but pleasant small talk never the less. Dad sounds
happy with the celebration at Greg’s house. My sister, Mary Wasmer (with her
signature laugh) with a couple of her daughters visiting from Naples, FL and
Greg’s family keep the party going on this July 21, the 94th
anniversary of Dad’s birth.
A week went by with chunks of
time consumed with conversation sandwiched between retail, movie and eating
occasions. We lingered at Five Guys Burgers & Fries, Denny’s, First Watch,
St. Louis Bread Company (two separate locations) and watched video of the St.
Louis Cardinals capturing the World Series Championship (#11 for the MLB
franchise in 2011 – 11 in 11), Atlas
Shrugged (the movie) and Andy Griffith with Patricia Neal in Face in the Crowd, a classic B&W
film from 1957. Sundance joined Mary Hanson and I on a golf cart docent tour at
the Laumeier Sculpture Park. He even tried hard to listen as we pointed out
various features of that St. Louis institution (founded in 1976 on the estate
of Henry and Matilda Laumeier).
Before you know it, Sundance
and I are enjoying the short wait inside the Kirkwood Train Depot. He boards the
Amtrak car with his luggage. The train pulls away. It’s midday but it feels
like he is riding into the sunset. I wish him Godspeed!