I Am Proud To Say I Am Alot Like My Dad!

My Dad....My friend..My Protector...My Nemisiss....My Hero.

I don't really know where to begin when it comes to talking about my dad.  He was a remarkable man.

My dad had a daily ritual that I myself practice today.  He would get out his bible and read his "Daily Bread" devotions every morning before he went to work.  I can't remember one day that he didn't do this.

He also served in the military.  He was in the Navy.  He was a radio operator during the Korean War.  I thought this was so cool.

He loved tinkering around in his garage.  He loved tinkering around really anywhere, but the garage was his haven.  He could get lost in whatever he was doing without being interrupted.

He used to wear these shoes that our family called "Willie Shoes."  Anyone who knew my dad at anytime in his life knows the shoes I am referring to.  They were slip on shoes and he had multiple pairs.

Then there were the famous boxer shorts.  Our shower was in the basement and when he would come upstairs he would be singing a silly song wearing his boxer shorts.  It didn't matter if the front door was wide open or the neighbors were visiting.  That was just my dad!

My dad loved music.  I definitely took on this trait.  He listened to Billy Joel, John Denver, Ronnie Milsap, The Statler Brothers, Bobby Darin, and my personal favorite Roger Miller.  Of course, he listened to other things, but those are just some I can remember.

Breaking into song at any moment was a common thing my dad would do.  It didn't matter if it was in the middle of dinner.  If someone said something that reminded him of a song, he would start singing!  And, if it wasn't a song already written, he would come up with his own little jingle!

He could be serious though, too.  When he would get mad he would grit his teeth and got this look on his face.  If you got this look you knew you were in trouble!

My dad loved movies too.  He and I went to every Rocky, Star Trek, and Star Wars movie that came out.  I couldn't wait.  There was just something so cool about going out with my dad!

When I got married my dad walked me down the aisle.  Of course, as we were walking he told me he know a way to get out of the church, and no one would catch us.  I could change my mind.  Was it because he didn't like my husband to be?  No, it was his way of making me laugh, because I was so nervous.

When I was pregnant with my son I was broadsided by a drunk driver.  I was injured and I was scared.  My dad was driving by and recognized my car.  When he walked up to the car he was wearing a white coat.  I thought for sure I was dead and he was an angel coming to get me.  He and my mom took care of me after the accident. 

I gave my dad alot of grief over the years.  I was a stubborn little thing.  I hurt his feelings and I made him very angry at times.  Not to mention the disappointment I know he felt at some of the poor choices I made.  But, my dad was a loving and forgiving man.  Thank God, because with me, he had to do alot of both.

But I am proud to say that I am alot like my dad and I wouldn't want it any other way.  He was stubborn.  He had a mind of his own.  But, he was funny and liked to make people laugh.  I was so lucky that he was my dad and I was proud to call him my dad.