|Mom and Dad 1945|
I have a special memory of Daddy I'd like to share with you. It was in 1961, a voting year like this one. Back then the TV coverage wasn't as great as it is today. John F. Kennedy spoke at a whistle stop in Kansas City, Missouri, where we lived and Daddy took me. After all these years, I remember how special that made me feel.
Daddy also taught me to drive. The car was a 1959 Chevy with a stick shift transmission. The lessons ended when I made my dad sea sick, besides impatient. Somehow we got through it together. Today I drive a Toyota Corolla with an automatic transmission and my passengers don't complain. . .too much.
Daddy served in the United States Air Force and took his family halfway around the world. Although I attended thirteen schools before entering high school, I was a stronger student because of it.
I wish I could say to Daddy, "Thanks for the Memories! I love you and Happy Father's Day." I thought of him this week. Thursday (Flag Day) would have been his 92nd birthday. Since I can't say Happy Birthday or Happy Father's Day to Daddy, I will extend my wishes to all the wonderful fathers who read my blog. And if you are reading this, I hope you know it's okay to say "I love you." You'll feel better and so will your kids. Happy Father's Day!
Heavenly Father, Happy Fathers Day! I pray for all the fathers reading my blog. Strengthen and encourage them to be the best they can be for You and their families. Amen.