Today I honor my dad.
There are the typical stories of how much fun we had growing up. The games, the made up songs and scary stories on warm summer nights when we went camping. He was always up for an adventure whether it was a mountain to climb, a river to run or some culinary experiment in the kitchen and we had some of those...namely, some sweet and sour sauce that really became a sweet and sour wallpaper paste. I think we ate it anyways!
He has always had the most fun with my kids. There have been times when he surprised them with his dares and challenges and it made me laugh. He has taken an interest in their hobbies and hopes and they have always felt loved by their grandpa.
When I think of my dad...I think of his smile.
|Mom and Dad, Shelbie and Sam in Jackson in 2014.|
|Four generations of musical talent. I love this picture.|
I love that he facilitated my mom's hopes and dreams. He carved out a place in his business for her to excel in hers. He always supported her porcelain doll hobby and business, hair dressing and quilting. Not only did he support her in her dreams but he really showed a great deal of interest in them, attending doll shows and getting excited when she won so many awards and ribbons.