A dedication to my Dad, Dr. Joseph Geary, a loving husband and father, comical character, brilliant mind and true “Space Cadet” – Happy Father’s Day!
Inspiring Soundtrack: Tom Corbett Space Academy Song -From the Golden Records 78, released in 1952.
I look around Dad’s extensive sci fi collection, silently calculating ebay potential, when Mom walks in toting another packing box and a bottle of amber liquid.
“Whoa, it’s a little early to be bringing out the big guns, Mom.”
“It’s not for me, it’s for you,” she declares, pouring a generous amount of pungent tequila in Dad’s Star Trek mug. “It’s time…I need to tell you something about your father –”
“I know. He already told me he was one of the MIB, even showed me his badge. That was a pretty neat replica,” I call out behind me, rummaging through his stash of jordan almonds.
“No!” Mom replied, exasperated. “It’s about your father’s past…he’s not exactly from here.”
“Ya think?” I quip while attempting a vulcan gesture, “It’s no secret he was a space cadet, I mean, look around.”
“Is a space cadet. He’s not gone, honey, he was called back to his home planet.”
“Nice touch, Mom. We’ll say Dad was beamed back to the mothership, formally known as heaven – he’d like that.”
Agitated, Mom grabs a ray gun off the dusty shelf and points it towards me.
“Hey, I remember that one, isn’t that a prop from Battlestar Galactica–”
A blinding light floods the room and my body goes completely numb.
Mom steps over me, shaking her head. “Teenagers…think they know everything.”
© 2013 Samantha Redstreake Geary
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