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My Dad

Kinda in a sentimental mood today thinking about my Dad. What a good man he was! I remember as a small child when he came home after a hard day at work, we would rush to greet him and take his overcoat to hang up for him. He always used a special sturdy curved hanger. We had to learn which way to put the coat on it. Do the shoulders go back as we are suppose to stand? Or do they curve forward? Funny how that old memory came back just now :))

Saturdays with dad were fun for me. If he went to the hardware store for something he would take along any who wanted to go. I almost always went with him. When he did projects of home maintenance, I was his helper. He taught me so many things in many different ways. My daddy was a wise man.

Dad loved music and I can still catch a whiff of the feeling on Sundays. After church Mom would cook breakfast and Dad would put a record on and the atmosphere was one of rest and calm. The enticing scent of bacon cooking and of bread heating was delish! Adding to the peace in the winter, dad would put a fire in the fireplace. It’s cheerful warmth and crackling wood spread a pleasant atmosphere throughout the day.

Dad also loved our ample back porch; it was over the garage, so up high. It faced a wood complete with birdsong and bunnies. We often spent summer evenings out there eating meals, reading and talking together. It finally came to me how my father was the center of our family. He was the head, yes, and he was also a heart source. His love for his family though rarely voiced, was shown in many ways.

Use to love November, because about that time of year, dad liked to walk in the woods and he would take me along. We would amble through the crackling leaf strewn path and talk about many things. With jackets zipped up to the neck and hats on heads, we didn’t mind the brisk air; it just added to the joy of our walk in the wood.

He was a wonderful Father and I’m so happy he is home with Father God and I’ll see him again!

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