Memories of Dad..
Early Saturday morning yard work in his overalls, sneaking me out so that I could ride on the riding lawnmower. Hidden sweets all over the house. Woody Woodpecker and Donald Duck impressions. Body surfing on his back, only times I've riden a wave all the way in. How he loved to crack jokes while cheering on the sidelines, even whistling at me when I'd go up to bat. High and low pitch singing to every song that comes on. Always knowing someone where ever we went. How...
May 04, 2013 | LV, NV