Sunday, June 21, 2015

Father's Day 2015

We had our differences over the years - a normal course of events - but in the final analysis he was a great and careful teacher and a constant and trusted friend. Most of all he was my loving dad. I thank him every day and will love him forever.

Here is my dad at seventeen, a high school graduate, holder of class medals in English and debate, and a seasoned thespian. The year was 1925. He was a mill town boy with high ambitions tempered by the security of a good-paying, full-time job in the midst of the Roaring Twenties. He never got the college degree he wanted but he was successful, building on his strong faith, a solid marriage, and a remarkable work ethic.When I look at this picture I am reminded that he only had four "good" years before the Great Depression and World War II brought him and the country he loved into sixteen years of hard times. Through it all he survived as a member of the "Greatest Generation" to see his nation prosper. 

Dad's been gone from this world for over thirty years. My children never knew him but I think they know him well. I've done my best to teach them who he was and honor him by carrying on his many traditions.
Dad in Fourth Grade                                                                                             1917-18

At the Home Place                                                          1928

Dressed for Community Theater, May 30                                             1932

Dad and Mom at her family's farm                                  1936

With the end of World War II in 1945, he left  mill town life and became self-employed. Faced with the slowly failing economy of the Rust Belt he moved in 1956 to better opportunities and retired after twenty years in the hospitality and food service industry. It was a field he loved dearly because of his commitment to quality service and customer satisfaction. He was "old school:" through and through and never met a stranger.  He was the greatest.

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