Things I remember/ love about my Father. The anticipation of him coming home from work. Sitting on his shoulders and feeling his whiskers on my little hands. Knowing I could never fall because he had me by the ankles. Never feeling that safe ever again in my life. The most wonderful Christmas he provided. Well beyond the his means. Breakfast of soft boiled egg, toast, and bacon all mixed up, while I watched cartoons. Setting on his lap while mowing the lawn and going on safari Having all my brother friends over and watching football. Grilling bbq chicken until it was black. He made these best fudge. Saying what the hell is a matter with you? Berating me in between clenched teeth. Never missing a track or x-country meet, even when I was nervous and did not what him to be there. The feeling of his hand on my back as I was throwing up after a race. Advice after things had the time to sink in. The way he loved my friends because the were my friends...unconditionally. Filling me refrigerator when I got my first apt. Bailing me out of every circumstance I created...To a degree. Loving all my girl friends b/c I did. His unbelievable Faith. His support in me right or wrong. Being a WW2 vet ,His humility is a lesson we could all learn from. God I miss the fact that he is no longer a phone call away. He would not condone such writings as he was much to humble. I do not care about this b/c ...It makes me feel a little better, and I can just about hear him say What the hell is wrong with you That very fact makes me feel like its worth the admonition. God I miss you Dad.
Posted on: Fri, 08 Nov 2013 21:58:06 +0000
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