“My father didn’t tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it” (Clarence B Kelland)
…..not even sure where to begin on this one. I usually do not have a hard time with words, written or spoken, but this one is not coming to me real easy for some reason. Maybe because no words could adequately describe a man of such greatness??? that is it.
I am the last one of 5 GIRLS !!! can you imagine?? I was the one everyone assumed might finally be “Jerrys boy” I even had a boy name ready to go. “Kent” was going to be my name, to go right along with our tradition, once you have your first born, every child after that has to begin with the same letter. Kathy, Karla, Kim, Kris, and Kent, Kelli. 🙂 Little did everyone know, my dad was MORE than 100% delighted with all his GIRLS!!! he was a king in his castle, in every sense of the word!!!! we all ADORED him!!!
My sisters all proudly followed him in the family trucking business, but myself, the baby of the family, had no intentions of doing that. My dad embraced my dreams, for me, and with me. He found that having a hairstylist in the family was very convenient. How many times I cut his hair (no appointment necessary) and his haircuts were “free” (???) which always meant slipping me a very big bill when he was done, “as a tip” 🙂
Growing up, I guess if I had to remember only ONE thing, it would be that between 5 girls, he was asked alot of questions, and NEVER one time, did he not have an answer. Might not have been an accurate one, or an honest one, but there was NEVER a time that he said “I don’t know”. NEVER. He was an over the road truck driver early on in life, so vacations answering 5 girls of “how many more miles?” he could tell us. It could have been 200 miles off, but it was his answer, so we took it as gospel. Later in life, he owned the business, and withOUT computers, cell phones, and all modern technology, he could tell you at any time, where each of his many drivers were, and even find them in the nearest truck stop if he needed to. I am sure if there WERE computers, he would have refused. He needed nothing more than a sharp mind, an impeccable business sense and a piece of scratch paper….and his quick wit made him “Daddy” to all his drivers as well. He may not have been a man of many words, but when he spoke, you listened.
He was also a quiet presence in our home. When things were going wrong, he most often remained silent. He did not NEED to say anything. You were well aware if he was disappointed, so there was no need for him to remind you, much less reprimand you. Maybe my parents were just getting tired in their age and after raising 4 girls before me, but I can honestly say, I do not ever recall them raising their voices. If there were any issues to address, the less they said, the better message it sent. I have to remind myself of this often. I tend to do the opposite and say TOO much!! My dad (and mom) always had an unbelievably quiet confidence that, in the end, “everything would be fine”. ….and it always was.
Had we known more about “Not sweating the small stuff” it would have been my dads motto. If you don’t sweat the small stuff, it rarely turns into “big stuff” . Very true in my family.
and I had given thought to cropping my mother out of the picture since this is for Fathers Day, but I did not have the heart to do so. As the saying goes, “behind every successful man is a strong woman” (something like that) and this is a perfect example. She was an ANGEL on earth!!!!!!! I wish I would have had this idea for Mothers Day, but I did not. Maybe next year, as I have ALOT to say about my mom. God bless both their souls.
I lost them WAY too young. My mom was 62 and my Daddy was 60. That put me in my early 30’s, and beginning to be a parent myself, and seeing their qualities in a completely different light. I could only HOPE to be the kid of parents they were. I do try though. 🙂
Enjoy Fathers Day with your own dad if you are still blessed with having one around. Remember your father is he is gone. And take a deep look at the father of your children. Time is too short not to savor each and every day with them.
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