Thinking Back...

It may be a day late but someone asked me about my dad this last week and I started thinking about him. They asked three questions and these were my answers:



1) What are three words that describe your Dad? Whistler, floor-loving (I made that count as one!) and funny.



2) What memory of him do you have of him being kind? I thought for a minute and suddenly remembered when we lived in Oregon there was this kid (I think, I have no idea how old the guy was) who lived across the street. He had some mental handicap but I don't remember what it was. But I remember my dad talking with him and telling us to be nice to him that while he may talk funny he was still a person too. (the neighborhood kids had been laughing about him I think). I just remember my dad was nice to him and that stuck with me.



3) What is your favorite memory of him? This one was hard. But I settled with again, when we were living in Oregon we would take long road trips to visit family in Idaho. He was not so fun to get packed and started on trips with but I remember we would listen to one of 3 tapes (yes, cassette tapes!) The Trio CD, (Dolly Parton, Linda Ronstadt and Emmylou Harris) Afterglow, (the green one, don't remember the title) or this tape I think we bought at a truck stop with old 70's rock on it. My dad would bust out singing to all of them and in turn, so would we. That is where I learned to sing and to love it. Most of the little kids in the family don't remember that dad but when I think of him, that is how I remember him. In his 30's, chasing us around the yard, singing the same songs over and over and trying to teach us how to be good people.

They also asked the same questions about my mom and siblings, but since it is not mothers day or sibling day, nor do the answers matter, I settled on just posting this.

Hope everyone had a good fathers day.