Memories of Family Walks in Oklahoma: A Story of Determination and Bonding

I’m in Oklahoma at my dad’s.
We’re out on this walk. Look,
there’s my dad. There’s my sister. Kathy.
You’ve always known me to be a very determined young woman, right?
Stubborn. Ha,
ha, ha.
Okay, so tell that memory you were talking about a minute ago.
Tell that. Oh, well,
I’d tell her no, she couldn’t do something.
She’d call her little buddies and say,
my little buddies? When?
You sound like I’m in a gang.
When you was young.
And she’d say, dad said no,
but I’m not done with him yet.
That has contributed to the overall success of my life.
I will just have you know. Kathy,
what do you say? I’m the agreeable one,
so leave me out of it. Are you not calling me stubborn?
Then? I call you sassy.
You two girls growing up fought all the time.
We did not. That’s a lie.
Yeah, okay,
we did. We did.
And I told. I said,
when they get grown, they’ll never speak to one another.
I think y’all speak to each other every day. Almost.
Look at her. She’s my little bestie over there.
Yes, we have very,
very good friendship. So my dad right here,
this guy, crazy guy,
will be 80 years old in December.
Dad, how old do you feel?
Ah.
Oh, sometimes I feel 60,
sometimes I feel hundred and twenty.
Ha, ha.
I’d say that’s pretty much true for me too.
Yeah, it’s very muggy,
but it’s a Nice night for a walk with your family. So get out.