My dad reminds me of an eagle. Maybe because he loves eagles and decorates his house with them, but maybe it is because of the free spirit eagles represent. My dad loved to be moving around. Moving from house to house, moving on a bicycle, moving in a car, or just moving in the yard. He loved to keep busy and then he would crash at like 9:00 p.m. in his lazy boy chair.
So many memories of when I would ride my moms really big Schwinn bicylce to the corner of 95th and Kedzie to get my dad after he got off the bus from a long days work, I was in 3rd grade! I would sit on the handle bars when he biked us home. Sometimes my brother David came also, and he would sit on the basket in the back.
How he helped to teach me to swim at the local swimming pool. How one day I told him I learned how to water ski, so that next summer he made sure we all went water skiing on vacation. How we used to take family vacations in a pop up camper. I remember thinking that that camper was huge! Now when I see pictures of it, I'm totally shocked how little it is.
My dad LOVES licorice, black or red it dosen't matter. I love it now also, along with any other kind of candy! My dad loved to have dessert right after we ate a dinner and how I now HAVE to have a dessert, or it just dosent feel right! Speaking of dinner, it was family tradition to sit down as a family for dinner, and now I make it a priority for my family. So much conversations happen over that dinner table.
May 1, 1954
Wisconsin Dells 1962
Dad, I LOVE YOU! Thanks for being my dad, and showing me how to love unconditionally. Sally