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Now -- one other thing. My son will never forgive me for....
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I said, the last thing I was going to say was about how my correspondence with my father ended, but now I have to follow that up with the fact that my son, Hilton Clark, who is also a pretty bull-headed guy, from the time he was he was in prep school, or maybe earlier, was very much interested in my father, and the nature of my relationship with my father. And I told him pretty much in summary what I just said, and also told him about the basis upon which we broke relationship.
Well, Hilton never really bought my position on this. He thought that I was wrong in not continuing the correspondence. He never accepted the fact that correspondence is a two way operation, and he kept urging me to arrange a trip to Panama for at least the two of us, so that he could meet his grandfather. And I kept saying to him, I would, I would -- and I kept postponing it and I kept postponing it, until finally, my father -- who, by the way, was ten years older than my mother -- got ill.
And by the way, I knew about his illness, again through my mother, the last four or five years of his life, when he was in his eighties. I think he died at 86, which was about five years ago. He had a stroke, and was in a nursing home.
And in spite of my posture of hardness, the sentimental streak came through, and I really didn't want to see him -- you know, as an invalid.
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