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I don’t like it

  • By The Newnan Times-Herald
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  • Oct. 15, 2021 - 10:04 AM

I don’t like it

The Newnan Times-Herald

I was at a retirement party yesterday for an old friend and ran into another old friend I don’t see as much as I wish I did.

I guess that’s what happens at retirement parties – you run into people. I’ve been planning mine ever since my lunch break on the first day I ever worked.

The friend I ran into? Her father passed away not too long ago. As we were talking, she said, “You know what’s helped me get through it? You. You lost your father, your mother and your brother in less than a year. You got through it. So can I.”

My response was; “What are you talking about? I’m still not over it!”

I said it with a chuckle, and we both laughed. But there was certainly some truth to the statement. I’m not over it, and I’ve taken the position that it’s just something you don’t get over.

It’s the circle of life, but that doesn’t mean you ever accept it.

It hit me as recently as a few nights ago, when I was sitting by a fire, listening to music. That’s where I can be found almost any time I’m not at work – sitting by a fire, listening to music.

I stumbled on two songs I was not ready to hear. “The Walk” from Sawyer Brown and “That’s my Job” from Conway Twitty. I’ve heard them both a hundred times over the course of my life.

No matter when you hear them, they’re sad. They were written to be sad. But when you can put yourself in the shoes of the singer, they become a new level of sad. As I found out quickly the other night, I was not ready to hear either one.

Ma’s been dead since last March. When she’d be down at the house, I’d put Andy Griffith on streaming and that’s what the TV stayed on 24/7. I think it’s the only show she ever watched her entire life.

I used to watch it with great regularity myself. There’s no other show like it.

I still haven’t brought myself to watch an episode of it since she died. I’ll see it on Netflix and think about it for a few seconds, then keep scrolling. Maybe one day, but not today.

My father was a man of many lines. Some of them were hilarious, some of them were perhaps a bit inappropriate. It was all part of his genius.

If you told him a story, or an idea, he’d often times say, “Well, I don’t like it but I ain gonna say anything about it.” I always liked that, and I’ve probably said it a time or two in my life. I’ve stolen a lot of his lines.

The difference between him and me, though, is he didn’t write a column for the newspaper. He could have, and he probably should have. But he didn’t.

I do write a column. Parents died on me? I don’t like it, but I probably will say something about it I suppose.

Toby Nix is a local writer, guitarist and investigator with the Coweta County Sheriff’s Office. He is the author of two books, “Columns I Wrote” and “A Book I Wrote.” He can be reached at .