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Friday would be my Dad's 114th birthday.
Over the years and 2954 days of doing this little blog,
many people have liked the Dad stories, so I will repeat two.
I will preface the story with the fact that my Dad
grew up during the Great Depression. It hit him,
his family & everybody he knew, hard.
It scarred him for life.
He was beyond frugal, way beyond.
He couldn't afford to go to school, but he could drive.
He became a Greyhound bus driver, with many safety awards.
He loved to swim and became an Olympic caliber diver.
He made the US team, selected by famous Coach Sammy Lee.
Two months later he had tuberculosis and was in a facility.
He missed the Olympics and his dream opportunity.
Life wasn't easy. He raised me to know that.
grew up during the Great Depression. It hit him,
his family & everybody he knew, hard.
It scarred him for life.
He was beyond frugal, way beyond.
He couldn't afford to go to school, but he could drive.
He became a Greyhound bus driver, with many safety awards.
He loved to swim and became an Olympic caliber diver.
He made the US team, selected by famous Coach Sammy Lee.
Two months later he had tuberculosis and was in a facility.
He missed the Olympics and his dream opportunity.
Life wasn't easy. He raised me to know that.
Home
from boarding school for the weekend, at age 9,
I mentioned to my Dad that DeDe, my roommate & friend
at school, had allergies. Without missing a beat,
my Dad said "we don't have allergies,
allergies are for rich people."
You would have liked my Dad, most everybody did.
I mentioned to my Dad that DeDe, my roommate & friend
at school, had allergies. Without missing a beat,
my Dad said "we don't have allergies,
allergies are for rich people."
You would have liked my Dad, most everybody did.
My Dad never made promises, ever.
And so, he never broke a promise.
Mom gave possibilities and some promises.
Do you remember being a kid when time stood still?
When the event seemed to be eons away?
And, if you could get it to be moved sooner, you'd try?
I was thinking about that today, as a very grown adult.
I learned it as a kid, but it's still true.
You learn who makes soft promises. They teach you.
With good intentions, they promise,
but you have learned over time,
that something more important may come up.
So you don't let 100% of your heart believe,
so it won't hurt if it falls through.
Very childlike indeed.
Four more Dad stories, if you are so inclined… there are ant more.
Day 2375: Two Dad stories in a row, here.
Day 2374: When Dad couldn't drive anymore. here.
Day 2459: Traveling with Dad -1990. here
2GN2S
You know how I tell you, I never know what
the next blog will be? Well here's an example.
I was making my bed and put the tv on to hear
the weather, then I would turn it off fo the day.
It was on another channel, but I was busy and
didn't change the channel right away.
And in that short period, I got pulled in.
I had never heard of it? A strange name, a great cast
and I was halfway in before I realized,
thatI would watch the whole movie.
Let it be known, I never watch movies.
But I am so glad I did. It is funny and touching,
and for me, it paralleled part of my upbringing.
I have included movie trailers in the videos below.
I think you might enjoy it too. Let me know?
• A 2-1/2 minute video trailer, Secondhand Lions, here.
• A 4-minute video trailer, Secondhand Lions, here.
• A 2-1/2 minute video, Secondhand Lions, here.
A smile for Friday ...
A PLANE IS ON ITS WAY TO TORONTO WHEN A BLONDE IN ECONOMY CLASS
GETS UP AND MOVES TO THE FIRST CLASS SECTION AND SITS DOWN.
THE FLIGHT ATTENDANT WATCHES HER DO THIS AND ASKS TO SEE HER TICKET.
SHE THEN TELLS THE BLONDE THAT SHE PAID FOR ECONOMY CLASS
AND THAT SHE WILL HAVE TO SIT IN THE BACK.
THE BLONDE REPLIES, "i'm BLONDE, I'M BEAUTIFUL,
i'm GOING TO TORONTO AND i'm STAYING RIGHT HERE."
THE FLIGHT ATTENDANT GOES INTO THE COCKPIT AND TELLS
THE PILOT AND THE
CO-PILOT THAT THERE IS A BLONDE BIMBO
SITTING IN FIRST CLASS, THAT
BELONGS IN ECONOMY AND
WON'T MOVE BACK TO HER SEAT.
THE CO-PILOT
GOES BACK TO THE BLONDE AND TRIES TO
EXPLAIN THAT BECAUSE SHE ONLY PAID
FOR ECONOMY
SHE WILL HAVE TO LEAVE AND RETURN TO HER SEAT.
THE BLONDE REPLIES, "I'M BLONDE, I'M BEAUTIFUL,
i'm GOING TO TORONTO AND i'm STAYING RIGHT HERE."
THE CO-PILOT TELLS THE PILOT THAT HE PROBABLY SHOULD
HAVE THE POLICE
WAITING WHEN THEY LAND TO ARREST THIS BLONDE
WOMAN WHO WON'T LISTEN TO
REASON.
THE PILOT SAYS, "YOU SAY SHE IS A BLONDE?
I'LL HANDLE THIS, I'M MARRIED TO A BLONDE. I SPEAK BLONDE."
HE GOES BACK TO THE BLONDE AND WHISPERS IN HER EAR,
AND SHE SAYS, "OH, i'm SORRY." AND GETS UP
AND GOES BACK TO HER SEAT IN ECONOMY.
THE FLIGHT ATTENDANT AND CO-PILOT ARE AMAZED
AND ASKED HIM WHAT HE SAID TO MAKE HER MOVE WITHOUT ANY FUSS.
"I TOLD HER, 'FIRST CLASS ISN'T GOING TO TORONTO."
