It’s funny how I find myself enjoying all of the little things that dad used to do that drove me crazy. The small things he loved I now have developed a love for. His personality and character is something I see in myself more and more as the years go by.
Without any opportunity to say goodbye, the Lord decided to call dad home on Christmas morning of 1993 while sitting in our living room at home. And now, looking back some 15 years later, I see so much of that man in the mirror today. Dad would have turned 68 today and I wanted to take a few minutes to say Happy Birthday and for tomorrow, Happy Father’s Day, to a man that I owe much gratitude and respect.
Dad, I wish you were still with us. I often wonder what our conversation would consist of. There are so many things I’d ask you. So many decisions I’d love to consult with you on. But, if I know anything, I know you’d be proud of what the Lord has done through your legacy.
I love you, dad, and wish you a Happy 68th today!
Hey Travis,
I have fond memories of your dad. I was thinking about him today and one of my favorite memories of him was driving around in that little toyota truck. He was picking us up from discipleship when a girl (who will remain nameless) walked out in front of him. Without missing a beat he mumbles “Out of my way pork chop!”. We died laughing!
Good memories. Great Dad!