An elderly man in Vancouver calls his son in Ottawa and says, “I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell you that your mother and I are divorcing. Forty-five years of misery is enough.”
“Pop, what are you talking about?”, the son screams.
“We can’t stand the sight of each other any longer,” the old man says. “We’re sick of each other, and I’m sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in Calgary and tell her,” and he hangs up.
Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone.
“They’re not getting divorced if I have anything to do about it,” she shouts. “I’ll take care of this.”
She calls Vancouver immediately, and screams at the old man. “You are NOT getting divorced. Don’t do a single thing until I get there. I’m calling my brother back, and we’ll both be there tomorrow. Until then, don’t do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?”, and hangs up.
The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife and says, “Okay, they’re coming for Easter… now what do we tell them for Christmas?”
Moral of the story: Parents, as they get older, have pretty much everything they need. What they miss, is the precious company of their family.
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