After the three children left the Engebretson nest in the 1970s, my father continued his career at Amoco, climbing the corporate ladder two steps at a time. In the meanwhile, my mother Anne being relieved of child supervision and other chores spent most of her time watching television, as she continues to do today as she enters her 10th decade on this earth.
I believe my father was somewhat jealous of my mom’s relatively easy daily schedule. After a long day of corporate wrestling my dad would return to their suburban home, and he would feel the television and gauge by its warmth what my mom had been doing all day. Not that he could do anything about it…