Memory
I went to the eye doctor today. It was a new doctor for me. I had to stop him in the middle of my exam and asked him if he was Scottish in background or from Arkansas. This man looked exactly like my father who passed away at 85 in 2002. It was really kind of creepy and it got worse he told me his mother maiden name where's Ross that is my maiden name. I brought up a picture of my father on my phone and showed it to him now this man is not my fathers day but it was an old picture he had to agree it was kind of spooky. He held it up to a mirror and looked at my father and looked at himself and did it again and then one more time. His skin was the same color his hair was the same color his eyes were the same color. I miss my father very