Happy Father's Day
If demolishing Sanford Stadium with a glorious monster-NASCAR-pileup launched from the Sanford Drive bridge would make my dad know just how much I appreciate him, I would try my damndest to orchestrate such a happening. But I don't think even that would ever come close to expressing just what a gem I think he is. I think Hallmark said it best on some ceramic screen-printed coffee mugs they sold from 1991-1993: #1 Dad. Word.
This is one of my favorite pictures of all time: Dad pushing me in a swing that hung from a frame he built himself when we lived in the trailer. My parents didn't have the money to buy a swingset, so Dad set this up in the only patch of shade in the pasture, in the slim shadow of our mobile home. As he would push me, I'd swing out into the sunlight, and we would chant over and over, "in the sun, in the shade, in the sun, in the shade." I'm holding Lionel, my teddy bear that I still have on a shelf in our bedroom, and Dad is wearing a work shirt from Honda--this is right when he started working for Phil Hughes, probably in 1984. The bike to the right is what he rode to work just prior when he worked at my grandparents farm down the road. To me, this photo is pure joy--simplicity, fun and evidence of a man who loves his family more than anything.
April
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