I'm recycling a post today, and here's why. There's many of you that haven't read this, don't know my Dad, and should know what an important man he is in my life. I am getting ready to walk out the door, and go to a baseball game with my Dad. We share the love for baseball. My dream is for me and Dad to go to New York to see the Yankees play. Ya gotta have dreams!
I hope everyone has a great Father's Day!
Now, here's a little something about my Dad.
(Uncle Marvin & My Dad)
When I was a kid, my Dad seemed larger than life, like the Jolly Green Giant. Built like a brick wall, he stood five feet eleven inches tall. His body was a chiseled 180 pounds of muscle. He intimidated people by his strength and silence. Now time has passed, and some things have changed but for the most part he has remained the same. My Dad is a treasure because of his personality, work ethic, and loyalty to his family.
When a person comes close to losing their life, I believe their personality changes. Dad had a work related accident in 1992 that almost killed him. I thought I knew him pretty well until then, but little did I know. Instead of the strong-silent type, he became a talker, jokester, and socialite. Not much riles him up, because he lives a laid back life. He has the best sense of humor, and the most contagious laugh. I can crack myself up just thinking about him laughing. When asked about his favorite saying he had more than one. All you need to fix anything is duct tape or foam, just kidding" he stated jokingly.
When looking up workaholic in the dictionary, a person will find my Dad's photo there. As a young man, Dad wanted to be a baseball player but ended up hauling hay, and sacking groceries. He has worked most of his life as an electrician, and an Air Force Reservist. He would even do a little heating and air work on the side, which more often than not ended up turning into charity work. I think it made him feel good to help those in need, especially the elderly. Sometimes I went with him when he would have to work on an air conditioner or heater. I felt pretty important because I would help him by holding the light, or handing him tools. The job might have taken longer, but he never complained. Dad would like people to remember him as, "Someone that does their share." Since he does more than his fair share, he will not have to worry about that.
I asked my Dad to remember a happy moment about his life, and immediately he answered, "Marrying your Mom." When asked his favorite day of the year he stated, "June 5", my parents wedding anniversary. They celebrated their thirty-third forty-first wedding anniversary this year. Dad always puts his family's needs before his own. The sacrifices he has made would be an inspiration to any family man.
I want to sit down with my Dad and sing his favorite commercial jingle, the Oscar Meyer song. I want to capture his laugh and bottle it up so I can hear it anytime I want. I admire him for all he has done, and hope that I can at least do half as much. Dad says, "When the going gets tough the tough get going", and he is the toughest man I know. Through the years his frame has changed, but he remains larger than life to me.
(When I was in college, Comp I, we were told to write about someone I looked up to. This was what I turned in and believe it or not, I received an A on it.)
I Love ya Pop!