Yesterday was the fifth anniversary of my father's death. He died of prostate and lung cancers. I have been "gearing up" for the actual day for a month now. But, happily, it was a really great day, and I didn't find myself to be sad at all.
I had taken the kids up to Montreal for the week to visit my childhood friend, Eve, and her family. We had a really great visit.
On the drive home, we stopped in Plattsburgh, NY. I wanted to go to the Wal-Mart to get a few treats for the kids for the ride home. We had stopped at the mall there on the way up, and I hadn't noticed it. But what I saw was amazing. I hadn't seen one in 25 years. A LUMS restaurant.
There was one in Glen Ellyn, IL when I was growing up. And Dad took us to LUMS whenever Mom was out. By that I mean we often went to LUMS for Breakfast, Lunch, and/or Dinner! As far as I knew, that was the only LUMS in the world. Turns out I was wrong. I take it as a "Hi!" from my Dad. And that he is with the Lord and all is well with him. Because LUMS is one of the few things in the world that I would only associate with my Dad.
I also passed a street sign on the way home with my maiden name on it. For those of you who don't know my maiden name, I've never seen it as a street name before. Not in 43 years. Spelled right, too.
Funny, the LUMS sign is just as I remember it. Thanks, Dad!
1 comments:
Freaky. So while there were apparently quite a few Lums at one point, I never saw another either.
Do you remember...
- The numbered mugs up on a high shelf?
- Going in and out the "back" door, by the bathrooms? Come to think of it, the "main" door was the one furthest from the parking lot.
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