Being Frank: Holding on to memories

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By Nathan Frank

It was a steep slope — too steep.I was an excited youngster back in the mid-90s who got himself into more trouble then I could have imagined possible.

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It was the last hole of a mini golf course at the legendary Flintstone Park in Kelowna, B.C. I had just slid down the steepest waterslide at the park as I saw my brother Jadon at the final hole of the golf course. He handed me the club and asked me if I wanted to finish off the 18th hole.

Of course I said yes.

It took a lot of gumption to get the ball up the ridge into the hole at the top of the hill, so I gave it a good whack — a really good whack. The ball went airborne and hit a lady wearing a moo-moo directly on the nose.

She fell to the ground like a bag of flour. Quickly, though, she got up to one knee, looked in my direction and identified me. She pointed toward me, swinging her finger at me, cussing, weeping and accusing me of racism.

Before I knew it I was overcome by emotion. The tears were dripping from my eyes like a fire hose. I feared for my life and couldn’t believe what had happened.

For days after I had nightmares about her angry glare and what had happened.

This embarrassing story is one of my favourites to tell. It was an unfortunate lack of judgement and a moment that I couldn’t prevent. Although, I’m sure it prevented me from swinging a golf club carelessly in the future.

This memory reminds me of the lack of control I feel in life and in precious moments. At the end of each year I sit down and write down the best memories and moments of the year. I write down the moments during the year spent with my best friends and family, the new people I have met and the beautiful sights I saw. Every year brings more excitement and new experiences — but also brings change that isn’t welcome.

I’m referring to aging. Not my own. I’m 27. It’s not really a huge concern to me. However, I realize that — whether I like it or not — my parents are senior citizens and that I won’t have them in my life forever.

My parents had children later in life and for that reason I have to acknowledge with hesitation that my dad who is 72-years-old isn’t promised health and neither is my 63-year-old mom, for that matter.

Although they are healthy right now I know that is a gift — and will change.

I can’t stop the clock and I can’t stop myself from the pain and loss that awaits me in the future, but I can be thankful each day for the adventure I get to live and the precious moments I’m given.

So, that’s what I intend to do.

Nathan Frank can be reached at 306-691-1263.

Geographic location: Flintstone Park, Kelowna

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