For My Dad
My Dad would have been 81 today. He passed away on Father's Day, 2005.
Now . . we didn't exactly get along in my grown up years.
Really didn't see him that often after I turned 18.
Never hung out with him or ever had him over to babysit the kids.
He was a kid when he married my Mom. 19 years old and she was 16.
I remember the fuss we made when he turned an old 30!
The huge man who lifted me high over his head and swung me around like a top.
The strong man with muscles and veins that bulged from his arms.
The quiet guy who carried me from the car to my bed.
Happy Birthday Daddy.
I miss you.
Now . . we didn't exactly get along in my grown up years.
Really didn't see him that often after I turned 18.
Never hung out with him or ever had him over to babysit the kids.
But that was more about me than him.
He was a kid when he married my Mom. 19 years old and she was 16.
I remember the fuss we made when he turned an old 30!
So in my memory he's Daddy.
The huge man who lifted me high over his head and swung me around like a top.
The strong man with muscles and veins that bulged from his arms.
The quiet guy who carried me from the car to my bed.
Happy Birthday Daddy.
I miss you.
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