Friday, December 12, 2008
Remembering my dad
This is the day that the Lord hath made, let us rejoice and be glad in it. Today is my dad's birthday. He passed away in 1968 at age 56 of heart trouble. I have many sweet memories of him. Ones I have tried to pass on to the girls, so they could know a little of how much he meant to me. My dad was very kind and had many friends. His nieces and nephews were fond of him and that is an understatement. He was fun and would let them drive and do stuff that their parents said no to. But he wouldn't let them get hurt or anything like that. When I graduated from nursing school in 1966 he and mother handed me the keys to a brand new Ford car, white, "because you are a nurse". You see, when we pulled in the driveway of our house, the car was setting there and I thought someone had arrived for the after grad. party before us. Dad had big tears in his eyes as he gave me the keys. I knew they were proud of me, I was one happy nurse. Nursing has been a big part of my life ever since that day. With both girls doing hospital/clinic work, I can, even though I'm retired, still talk to them and live vicariously through them. I miss my dad and his sweet soft ways. And wish he could have met my girls and the twins. But God wanted a nice, kind, tenor in heaven. I will see him again some day. F
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Hey..there wasnt a new car for me when I graduated nursing school! What gives?? Oh yeah, you left out how spoiled you were by your dad!! Just kidding mom, I love you!
You are right, San. I was spoiled. Although my cousin Carol said I wasn't, considering our grandpa, Pappy, also lived in our home all the time I was growing up. I have some great cousins. Sadly, I lost one before she was 50 to cancer, my beloved Nancy. She and I were the same age. We used to have alot of fun, and Dad was usually there in the middle of all of us. I sure miss him.
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