Early
on in the trek we kind of met up with a bunch of young and vibrant
Israeli trekkers- a good bunch I must say- all in their early and
mid-twenties, all students on vacation.
As we were making our way up one
of the hills one of the me said to me, "You know, I think it is great
that you and your son are doing this…I doubt my father could do it.
"Here partner- a tall and muscular guy armed with two long walking sticks
(we had none of this)- said, "I think my father could, he is in good
shape."
And
so I thought- "Hmmm… they see me and think of their father".
But I? I
had no feeling at all of a father, my self-image, my "default ecology"
as this cool term has it, did not see a "Ronnie Dunetz father at 54" but
was just seeing and feeling as I always have, just like them.
THEY saw a
54 year old man with his 19 year old son but I just felt that I was one
of them doing the same trek.
It
is interesting how this thing works- what they see is quite different
than what we feel, what we feel they really have no idea about.
My father is soon to be 91- I wonder if he feels he could do this?J….
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