A big pair of rough hands. A welding cap. Cutting torch striker. Welding goggles. The smell of burnt metal and machine oil. Tools. Parts. Pickup trucks. Car parts. Crow Burlingame. Learning to hit a softball. Cutting wood. Camping. Deer hunting. A scratchy beard . Big hugs. Confidence. No fear of life. Knowing who I am. Believing in God. Believing in myself. Faith in my ability to make the right decisions.
Just a few of the things that my first memories of my Dad are made of . In honor of Father's Day, next Sunday, I am going to try to post something Dad related all week. Have to devote equal page space to Fathers cause they are important too!
What is your first memory of your Dad?~ Ruby Jeanette
Finding the funny, fearless, and furious things about everyday life.....
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