VICTORIA –
Although this is not a story about socks, you should know Dave Morris’s are often mismatched.
“Most people just throw them away when they stop matching,” Dave says.
When one gets a hole in it, or one disappears in the dryer, most toss the two.
“But me,” Dave says with a laugh, before pulling up his leg to reveal one striped sock and one plaid. “I find new ways to match them.”
Losing a sock is one thing, losing a loved another.
“You know the stages of grief,” Dave begins. “There’s shock and denial.”
Dave says he was spared those feelings because his dad’s decline lasted so long, but he did feel gratitude that his then newborn son got to spend a whole year with him before he died.
“My dad got to hug him and sing to him,” Dave says. “And be a grandpa.”
But later, when Dave’s son …