Last week my dad was in the
hospital for some tests and help with is breathing. As you might expect, we were all a little
worried (he is, after-all, almost 79 years old). Fortunately, he checked out alright and has
returned home to his little casita in Elfrida.
Dad when he was young. |
While this was happening I paused
several times to think back on some of the things I remember about growing up
with Dad. Here are a few memories I have,
in no particular order, of my dad as I grew up in his care.
A few years after I left home. |
1.
Learning to drive that big
Desoto when I was 12 so I could get mom places if she needed (she had problems
and couldn't drive). We went out into
the forest in Flagstaff and he gave me a few lessons. I could barely reach the pedals but I felt
like a real big shot.
2.
Dad used to take me with
him, once in a while, when he was a salesman for a meat company. One time we bought firecrackers and I was
throwing them out the window at cars we passed.
As we passed one car I tossed the fireworks but they hit the door frame
and came back in the car. My ears didn't stop ringing for a week.
3.
Dad didn't show emotion
much but I remember him crying when he read a story that included the passing
of his little sister Jane. I was very
touched by his love for someone who had been gone so long.
4.
We always had the best
garden in the neighborhood – even when we didn't have much of a yard in
Flagstaff. The neighbors were very
jealous of Dad’s green thumb.
5.
As a teen, I was not
always the most intelligent person (I get it now but not then). I was dating a young lady that was of good
moral character but every night I was at her home (always with her family
around) the phone would ring and someone would call out, “Mike, it’s your dad.” I would go to the phone and hear the words, “don’t
you think it’s about time to come home?”
It was extremely frustrating and embarrassing but looking back, I am very
grateful because, even in my teenage brain, I knew that my dad loved me and was
trying to help me be good.
Love Dad's smile!! |
I love my father and have always
looked up to him as an example of what a dad should be. He encouraged me to be a man and was the
guiding light for all that I have become as a father.
Thanks dad and stay healthy so we
can have you with us many more years.
Love Mike.
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