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| Daddy and Me. |
As I grew up, he was always there for me. I got my first bicycle with training wheels when I was 6. I still have that bike.
While we sat outside as he grilled steaks, he took the time to explain how patents worked.
He paid for braces at 14, and took me to get my license the day I turned 16. He bought me my first car that June.
He was there every step of the way. He watched as I got married, and loaned us money for a down payment on a house.
He was always there to help us, but never offered up advice or opinion unless asked, and then sometimes he would pose a question instead of giving an answer.
He was born July 30, 1928 and grew up in a small town in Southern Virginia. He enlisted in the Army/Air Force in 1946 when he was 18. And after serving 6 years, he moved to North Carolina to begin working as a truck driver. He and my Mom married in 1956 in Dillon, SC.
He worked hard his whole life, and lived a life of which he could be proud.
Any man can be a father, but it takes someone very special to be a little girl's Daddy. He was the best a girl could ask for, and I miss him every single day.
Happy Birthday, Daddy!
Oh, Linda! This made me cry...what a loving tribute to your father. What a wonderful, special man.
ReplyDeleteThanks Nicky, sorry I made you cry. It made me cry, too, to write it.
ReplyDeleteHi Linda .. remembering him like this and sharing with us .. I bet he's tinkled pink up there amongst the rainbows .. wonderful birthday thought .. good memories .. Hilary
ReplyDeleteLinda, what a beautiful birthday tribute to your father. That photograph is so precious! He sounds like a truly remarkable person.
ReplyDeleteI miss my Dad everyday. He's been gone over 10 years now...
This one made me cry, too. I made me miss my own dad.
ReplyDeleteI believe the words we write go where they need to go. Wherever you dad is, he knows you sent him this birthday gift:~)
What a lovely post. We never stop missing them do we?
ReplyDeleteThis was stunningly beautiful! You are so lucky to have had him in your life. (And he was lucky to have you too.)
ReplyDeleteAwwwwww!!! You touched my heart so deeply, I have tears running down my cheeks.
ReplyDeleteHi everyone,
ReplyDeleteLimited internet. Appreciate the comments, but having a hard time responding with DH's phone...
Back ASAP to respond with PC.
What a BEAUTIFUL post!!!! I feel like I have met your father.
ReplyDeleteI agree completely... you can be a father any time... but a Daddy? Now that is something special.
Hi, I am back from being "unplugged". The only internet I had was hubby's Droid and I was having problems with the keypad. I didn't have something right. We did have a wonderful weekend.
ReplyDeleteHilary- We did make a lot of good memories, and I'd like to think he's tickled pink.
Talon- Thank you. I was especially looking for a picture of the two of us. Daddy time was indeed special because he was away so much.
Sara- Sorry I made you cry - I cried too. I do hope the sentiment gets through.
Babs- Thank you. No, we certainly do not! They were my best friends.
Linda- Thank you. We were indeed lucky to have each other.
Meleah- I seem to be making everyone cry, including me. We were always very close.
Katherine- Thank you! He was a wonderful man, and Daddy. Fatherhood is just biology; To be a Daddy is indeed something else entirely.