On April 10, 1955, a significant event happened in Dad's life: he was born. Consequently, it changed his and his family's lives. Fifty-five years later, he's still changing lives. Can't imagine what the world would be like without his fun, English sense of humour, his hardworking, determined ways, and his social butterflyness.
Yeah, Dad most definitely is a social butterfly. There's hardly a street in Fort Erie and beyond he can't drive down without commenting, "Who's-it there, still living in that house," or "Did her steps a coupla years back." It's great fun going to the coffee shop with him at odd times, where at least five people will park at our table to say hello, and he yells a greeting to every other person who walks in the door. Not to mention going to the lumber store, where he's bound to holler, "Hey, get to work over there!" or "Look who you see when you ain't got a gun." (Meanwhile, I smile and pretend I've known the folks for years, and afterwards nudge Dad and whisper, " Who in the world were they?")
I heard this joke, and it reminded me of Dad all over. One day Bubba was bragging in the office about how many people he knew. His boss came in and said, "Bubba, I'm tired of you talking about many people you know." Bubba said, "But it's true, Boss; I know everybody." His boss said, "Right. I have a business trip to Italy this week. You can come with me, and you can introduce me to the Pope." Bubba said, "Sounds good." Later that week, as they were standing in Vatican courtyard, Bubba said, "Wait here," and left his Boss in the courtyard while he went inside. His boss waited for the longest time, and Bubba didn't show. Then a man next to him nudged his side, and said, "Hey, do you know who that is up there with Bubba?"
One more of my strange ways of saying, "Luvs u, Dad."
Gratefully,
Jenn
Here's Dad, ready to blow out the candles on his favourite type of cake, chocolate orange. A couple invited us over for a special birthday supper they whipped up in his honour. The cake was--ahh, amazing. :)
(If we're going to be accurate, Dad is 54 years, 364.18 days old in this picture.)
Only took one try... but we'll be nice about that--
won't we, Auntie Jean? ;).
Good pic of Muv and Dad.
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