Good Shabbes (Shabbat Shalom)

Especially on Fridays, I miss my Dad. He would call each of his children late Friday afternoon and say, "Good Shabbes" and whether or not we had remembered it was Shabbat, we would be delighted. It was such a 'Dad' thing for him to do, it reassured us and made us feel as if things were somehow normal, though he was calling from the nursing home and over the last few years declining physically.

In the days when he used email, he wrote 'Shabbes' and not 'Shabbos'. Both of these spellings indicate the 'old' way of pronouncing the 'sof/tof' sound like an 's' at the end of the word, vs. the newer/Israeli way, which end in a 't' sound ('Shabbat'). The 'es' at the end of his greeting implied (to me) an even more traditional spin - it reminds me of Yiddish, whether he intended it or not (and he was a great speller). It looked and felt more 'old-fashioned' to me, and therefore speaks of his traditional Jewish upbringing and his deep attachment to being a Cantor and to traditional 'Hazzanut'.
Good Shabbes, Dad, I miss you.