|Dad and His Sister, Wynne, 1940s|
|My Mom and Dad, Circa 1942|
If dad was in a restaurant and they brought him a very small portion, he would sarcastically mutter, "I hope that doesn't run 'em short!"
If dad wanted me to do something---a chore, perhaps---he would say, "Stop sittin' there like a bump on a log!"
When dad was driving the car and he came to a red stoplight, and the car in front of him didn't move forward quickly after the light changed, he would yell at the driver, "IT AIN'T GONNA GET ANY GREENER!"
|Circa 1955....L--R My Brother David, Dad, Mom and Me|
Whenever dad heard someone exclaim of the weather,"It feels good out today", dad would retort, "It feels so good out, I think I'll leave it out."
When someone would ask dad if he had been to church, he would often say, "I didn't go to church this week because I haven't sinned lately."
When dad would come into my bedroom in the morning to get me out of bed, he would yell, "LEMME HEAR THE SOUND OF FEET HITTIN' THE FLOOR!"
When we were all sitting at the dinner table, and dad wanted someone to pass him the butter, he would say, "Please pass the salve."
When someone would continually talk about the medications they were taking or how they never felt well, dad would comment under his breath, "He enjoys poor health."
I miss him.