Earl Lindy Blizzard Sr.

There are a lot of memories of my dad the good ones and the bad ones. The bad thing is as years go by they fade away no matter how hard you try to hold on to them. This memory is my all time favorite one, we loved to go to the mountains and camp we would go 2 or 3 times a year. This time dad had a big garden that we had to work on before we could leave. So my sister and I stared throwing rocks and grass out of the garden, it was hot and we stated to get tired my dad said if we don't get this done we are not going to the mountains, right after he said that the tiller stop working he played with it for a little bit but it wouldn't start up.He turned to us and said lets go to the mountains. I think that tiller stop working b/c it wanted to take a vacation too. That memory of my dad mad at that tiller for not working is one of the best memory I have of him. Thank you dad for making me the man I am today I love you.