Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #99
…So once again, as father continues on to the city, with milk and ice and cigar, Alfrey is left right where he wants to be…
It is just another Friday and as far as Alfrey Campbell is concerned, 7 September does not come soon enough. He continues to live for his weekly day with Ziggy, Frieda and Maggie. Father Willy squelches his jealousy of the situation and the man that Alfrey holds in the highest esteem, speaking of him unceasingly.
Ziggy taught me _______’ or ‘Ziggy says that _______.’, is all Willy seems to hear. It is Siegfried Endlichoffer who commands the young boy’s respect, not that he disrespects his father, rather the former of the two have connected on an intellectual plain, which may as well a mountain, one Willy cannot scale.
So once again, as father continues on to the city, with milk and ice and cigar, Alfrey is left right where he wants to be; his home away from home, refuge of inner peace and knowledge. “I’lla be back sooner tadee, Alfrey, so you be ready. I ain’t likin’ da looks of da sky. Ain’t been right fo a week.”
“This is the week you said I could stay until Sunday, remember? You promised. Doc Ziggy needs help fixin’ Maggie a room of her own.” The sprouting black child speaks of John Ferrell’s sequestered bundle of joy.
Willy shakes his head, bewildered. His son is not nearly so eager with his chores at home, excepting his amateur veterinary duties at the dairy.
“Ya best be home fo supper den. Ziggy has ta bring ya home. Caint waste a half day doin’ livery.”
“Yes sir, Daddy,” he yells back, pumping his short legs through the wrought iron gates.
“An tell Ziggy to watch the skies, fo storms, Isa mean.”