HAPPY FATHERS DAY!!

A day of celebration ....A day of remembrance.....There are a lot of fathers in our family. First, there was my dad. Then of course the love of my life. Then four of my five brothers are fathers. All three sons are fathers. I have seen the ads and the gifts in the stores are put out so all kids can find them easily. The Commercial News prints Fathers Day Greetings for people. Memories of childhood resurface. My dad had a big job. There were 8 of us. My dad had to work hard to "bring home the bacon" so to speak.He was injured at work and part of his hand was amputated. Six months later my little sister died at age 3 1/2. Both tragedies played a part in my dads personality. He knew how precious each of his remaining children were to him. He tried to give us so many things that money couldn't buy. Picnics at the "mouth of the Jordan " near Fairmount was a favorite thing. Going to Shaws Ice Cream store, and being able to sleep overnight in the bus he drove for awhile while it was parked in our yard.He brought home "builders sand" so we could have a sand box. What was unique was the fact he put it under the back porch where it was cool.So many precious memories of a dad who died in 1981. The one that is etched in my warm memory bank is the fact he knew his daughter wanted a bike. That long ago gift was so amazing. I had long forgotten the wish when here came dad in his pick-up with a bike in the back. By that time I was 26 years old and a mother of four.
As Bob Hope would say "Thanks for the Memories", Dad