Father's Day

You may drive me crazy with Rush Limbaugh and Bill O'Reilly.

But you're still my dad.

When I was newly home, you checked on me in my crib, often, to make sure that your little preemie was still breathing.  I picture that and love fills my heart.

53 years later, you comforted me when mom was very badly off in the hospital.  I was trying to be strong, for you, and I fell apart.  You helped me pick up the pieces.

I know you have a sweet and loving side of you though you don't show it often.  I go ahead and give you a big ol' hug even though it causes your whole body to go stiff.

You did your level best at being a good, responsible father.  You gave us the best life you knew how to give.  You wanted us to have a life that was stable, with parents who could be counted on.  You did that.

Thanks, Dad.

I love you.