Above is a wonderful gift I received from my sister. She inherited the artistic talent of painting from our family. I remember every morning my Mom would make my father a cup of coffee, even though she never drank any.
Here today I would like to share a poem I wrote about my father. He passed away in 1974 and I miss him a lot.
Images of Daddy
Dandelions, Roses, Tulips, Daffodils.
A bottle of Ballentine beer after supper
Sitting in his favorite chair, reclining
Lucile Ball, Ed Sullivan, Lassie, Red Skelton
Walton's Mountain, Little House on the Prairie,
Hee Haw, Golf games, and news shows.
Country Music - Johnny Cash.
Roller skating, ice skating, a row boat named "This-n-That"
Deer hunting, fishing -freshwater, sea and ice, his motor boat.
Rattle snakes, bumble bees, wasps, and bird houses
Raccoons, and bears with little cubs
Cats and kitten, all strays - he hated cats.
Ambulance driver, fire fighter, volunteer fire department,
Christmas tree lights, star in the window, egg nog,
shoveling snow, walking with snow shoes, his "Arty Cat".
Roast beef, mashed potatoes, and gravy, Oreo cookies, crackers-n-milk.
Clam bakes, BBQ grill, hamburgers, hot dogs, corn on the cob.
Story telling, jokes, a life of adventure.
World War II Panama, California, Lake Placid, New York
Subway in Boston, wind took his hat, Mom.
Molasses in bicycle tire, A & P window,
Rocking chairs, old ladies, Halloween, coal trains,
Drawing pictures on blackboards for the holidays.
Oil burners, plumbing, electrician, a swinging bridge.
Woodwork, carvings, falseteeth
A book case, bedroom set, revolving lamp and wall hangings of wood.
Holding me in his arms, asleep on the kitchen floor, feeling his breath
"There's no such word as 'wentin' you say...." hearing his recorded voice.
Giving his all, "Don't Fence Me In" Daddy and Mom.
That was my Daddy
by Phyllis Dewey]