A Tribute to my Father

Really touching.

that he's still with us.

Excellent!

What fatherly wisdom. Too bad parents don't teach their children this kind of thing anymore. Thanks for posting that. I will send that to my own sons.


“I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom I provide, then question the manner in which I provide it.” -- Col. Nathan R. Jessup, USMC, “A Few Good Men” (1992)

The best lesson my father taught me when he was teaching me to drive. He told me that whenever I get lost, just remember every place "is a one horse town". He meant that wherever you are you can find your way out and back just follow the one horse lanes. I've done that all my life and if I get lost I always find my back quickly.

He also told me you're smart and you can do it no matter what it is. That has also helped me through many things.

New essay up at the Island.

I just posted a new essay at the Island entitled "The Governator, El Presidente, and You", so swing on by if you get a chance.

I just posted my new essay "Where's The Fence?" at the Island. Take a look when you get the chance.

I just resently wrote something that covered the fresh milk, butter, vegies, eggs,etc. My dad was in WWll and we lived with my grandparents until I was 5 or 6. When my dad came home and we had to move to base life I couldn't eat most of the food or drink milk. It took years for us to get use to store stuff. Still didn't like it. When we went home to our grandmother's or greatgrandmothers where everything was still coming out of the fields or barns it was great. I wish kids today got to be on farms for a while. Once they got used to actual work I bet they would enjoy it. They don't know what they are missing.

My friends and I all worked on someone family farms in the summers. Learned a lot enjoyed it and got real dirty. I wouldn't trade that time for anything.

Thanks for the memories.

Thanks for sharing your dad with us.

I know we never walked out of the house with out my dad looking at us and heaven help you if your shoes didn't shine. I know that I have never walked out of my house with out being ship shape.

When I got married my husband had never polished his shoes. His mom did it. I told him I wasn't his mother and proceeded to show him how to polish his shoes. He couldn't understand why I wasn't doing it. It took him a while but he finally got it. He complained to my dad and he just laughed and shook his head and told him it's just something that he had to do for himself. I think he finally got it. My father was impressed when we went to visit the family in Texas and my husband's boots were shining. My dad asked him about it and he said "you were right it's a thing to learn."

Thanks again.

I am so sorry your Father passed away; but I am glad that his passing was peaceful. I know what you are goping through (my own father passed away in 1986); and all I can tell you is that the pain will pass. What will never pass is what he taught you and the good times you had with him.

Try to always remember what he taught you and the good times, and pass them on to your children and grandchildren.

I had a father like that. I know your pain. I lost mine to prostate cancer about ten years ago. I'm sure he and your dad would have been instant friends. They came from the same mold. You have my deepest consolences. God bless you and yours in this trying time.