79th birthday

August 1, 2022

A few of us gathered in Daniel’s room at Park Place Assisted Living in Reno, NV: me (his son Dylan), my wife Ann, and Brook (daughter of Daniel’s nephew Jon). The anticipation of events like this seemed to enhance the effects of Daniel’s primary Parkinson’s medication, Carbodopa-Levadopa. He was in good spirits with a lot of dyskenisia, the involuntary lurching, swaying movements that go along with these “up” periods. It seemed a little risky giving him his birthday cupcake with a lit candle on it, as he didn’t realize how much the things he’s holding dip and wave around. So we encouraged him to blow it out quickly, but he played us mischievously and made a show of nearly burning off his mustache. That got him in the mood to ham it up, and he went on to give us a slapstick demonstration of adjusting his hospital bed. Jerking up and down, legs and torso whipping and flopping, all amplified by wild dyskenisia.

He loved slapstick. I’ve rarely laughed harder than watching him watch good slapstick theatre, almost unable to breathe from laughing. Especially when the actor played some flailing old geezer. It was bittersweet watching him play up his own ailments, but showed the humor he brought to his struggles. At other times he could deliver it so dryly that his caregivers or others around him often didn’t catch on. “Even the bravest efforts can leave one unmoved,” he might say when being lectured on preventing constipation. Who knows how many jokes he delivered with himself the only audience in on it? When I was around sometimes he sneak a little smirk to me and I’d wink back, but I never knew when I was the clueless one unless I could catch him giving himself the smirk. He’d do that sometimes when describing his hallucinations, another symptom that grew over time, and I’d wonder if he was exaggerating for fun.

Later his memory of the night was jumbled. He misremembered who was there, or who had given which gift. I was never really able to tell if he remembered his own humor, but it always came again in some new form.


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5 responses to “79th birthday”

  1. Lisa Kinney Avatar
    Lisa Kinney

    Dan was always laughing and joking–I feel bad that we missed his humor and jokes for years. We don’t know how we got separated, and we shouldn’t have. I am glad you were there to enjoy him.

    1. The Curator Avatar

      Thanks Lisa! He never lost his humor. He mastered the deadpan and often people would miss his jokes, or like me sometimes get one hours later…

  2. Elaine Kelly Randle Avatar
    Elaine Kelly Randle

    After reading the amazing lifestory of Isobel Kuhn, I just had to follow up on the family. Every year I have my 2bd grade students research and write a Christian Biography. Isobel and John are on my list for the upcoming school year. Are any family members in touch with someone from the Lisu Chinese people?

    1. The Curator Avatar

      Some of my cousins may be. As far as I know my father didn’t maintain a relationship with any Lisu.

  3. Jin Song Avatar
    Jin Song

    나는 이소벨 쿠 ㄴ선교사의 책들을 읽고 리수족을 사랑하게 되었습니다. 휘튼묘지에 가서 이소벨 쿤 선교사님을 위해 헌화하고 기도했고
    그 다음해엔 미국 리수족 50명과 함께 다시 방문해서 추모예배를 드렸지요. 이소벨 쿤 선교사님의 아들인 다니엘을 만나고 싶었는데 이미 돌아가셔서 슬픕니다. 천국에서 아버지 어머니와 행복한 날들을 보내시리라 믿기에 조금 위로가 됩니다.
    Google Translation from Korean:
    I came to love the Lisu people after reading missionary Isobel Kuhn’s books. I went to Wheaton Cemetery, laid flowers and prayed for missionary Isobel Kuhn.
    The following year, we visited again with 50 members of the American Lisu tribe and held a memorial service. I wanted to meet Missionary Isobel Kuhn’s son, Daniel, but I am sad that he has already passed away. It gives me some comfort to believe that he will spend happy days with his father and mother in heaven.

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