Happy Father's Day

I will always be Daddy's girl.  It doesn't matter how old I get, or that Daddy has been gone for 35 years.  His influence lives on.  He was funny, fun, patient and kind.  He loved having me around - whether we were watching TV (which he didn't like to do much) or gapping the spark plugs on his car - we just hung out.  So many memories and all good - listening to the Indy 500 on the old radio; making fig preserves; 4 mile morning walks; baking bread; lunch at the Petroleum Club; learning to dance (he was very good); trips; washing cars on Saturday; church on Sunday - so many more.

Most important of all is the legacy of how he showed me the love of the Heavenly Father!  And some day we will be together in His presence.