Punctuation is everything isn’t it?
Dad skis on Silverstar.
Dad’s skis on Silverstar.
Only the 2nd was true this year.
I borrowed Dad’s gear as I had got rid of my mega retro mid 80’s 205 Kneissl White Stars at the end of last season.
Dad’s much newer shape skis carved effortlessly down the slopes on Friday night and Saturday and with every run I told Dad I was skiing for him and then looked at the clouds and told Chris I was skiing with him and then tried to catch up with Max so I could tell him I was skiing with him too!
If you are reading this at the 11pm hour Thursday night, Dad has now been rushed into surgery this evening to fix a number of complications. This is not an easy surgery, but we know he’s fighting hard. I spoke to my Mom an hour ago and she’s an amazingly tough lady.
Dad…if you can somehow get this message, think about those ski hills and how your skis were zipping down the slopes this weekend.
We’re with you right now in spirit and that includes Chris and the whole gang here and everyone who has ever got to know you personally or through this blog or through any other connection.
We love you.