Today is the anniversary of my dad's death. He has been gone for 35 years. Today was a sad day but also a day of happy remembrances. My dad was a very kind man that helped people all the time and taught me some really fun awesome lessons. My first foray into farm life was when my dad took over the farm chores for a friend of ours that had a heart attack. He took me with him to be his helper. I don't think I was much help. I watched while he milked the cow until he tried to show me how. It took me, it felt like forever, to get any milk to come out and when the milk was warm I was quite taken aback! LOL Dad got a chuckle out of my surprise and took over. I helped him gather up the eggs and the eggs were blue! Where were those white eggs! Dad explained that different types of chickens laid different colors of eggs! As a young child my attention span wasn't very long and I soon found myself chasing chickens more than gathering eggs. ;) When it came to feeding the horses I had no problems with that. They definitely held my attention! Those other animals just didn't!
My dad and mom every year picked a family that was having hard times and we would buy Christmas presents. I got to help pick out presents and wrap them. (That was back when I LIKED to wrap! Hahaha) Then we would go to the family's house and put the presents on the porch and then door bell ditch! I absolutely loved doing that! What a wonderful lesson my parents taught us! Dad use to volunteer to help everyone! And he didn't keep the volunteering just to him, he volunteered me for babysitting services to young couples that needed a time to themselves. I remember the first time he volunteered me for a certain family with several kids and had the reputation of having wild little boys! I was not very happy after all my friends had warned me. My dad took me aside and talk to me and explained that those boys weren't wild they had a lot of energy like my brothers and I had. (My little sister Jen was an angel! haha) That their mom had them everyday and was tired and I would have no problems with keeping up with the boys and this is a kind thing to do. (He guilted me into it!) And he was right, I didn't have any problems keeping up with the boys and did not find it to be what all my friends said it was. I actually had fun! My dad's motto was: Treat people with Love and everything else will take care of itself,. (My dad was a kinder, gentler person than I am, that had a very dry, wicked sense of humor... Just ask his sister...) My motto is the same as Scarlett O'Hara's: Tomorrow is Another Day... (I mess up a lot and I keep having to start over again the next day! LOL) Love you and miss you Daddy!
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