A tribute to my Dad: the oldest: Tiny
I do not remember, however my Dad does,
how I was labeled:
We are from a huge family, a loving family,
a family that
actually did Things together growing up.
Our folks played cards,
Pinochle, they loved it,
With my aunts and uncles for
at a young age, of about 2 years old.
was at our home in Kansas, Playing cards.
The adults were in the kitchen for a snack break,
were all over playing.
Someone threw the ball, I went after
to the dismay of the adults.....
the ball was rolling
towards the table,
I was going full-speed ahead. I ran to the
which stopped under the table.
I bent over picked it up and was surprised the adults
running after me. I was not hurt at all and I had the ball.
so 'tiny' as to not hit my head on the table
I received the name
'Tiny' had it for years
till the 10th grade, those horrid teen
Few things strike up 'good' memories of those teens
This is NOT one of
My cars are a source of Grand memories.
My first car was a
OHHH how I loved that car!
The year was 1953, America was finally past World War II, and
automobile history needed some spark to pick up sales. Chevrolet's
answer was the dazzling sports car, a two seater 1953 corvette made
of fiberglass. 300 vettes were produced in a test to see if this new
radical concept would fly.
What a mighty impact, the corvette
legend was started!
Dad had a great love for cars, he
managed to pass that love
along to us children. I remember fondly
helping dad in the Garage
and really being an auto mechanic with
That is my dad, he could work on any 'project'
to 'tinker' in ANYTHING just to have something to do.
He is truly
and knows more than paid employees such as
cars, plumbing, electrical,
and what ever else can go wrong with
a home, car or yard.
He has in his garage tons of tools, which we may borrow at any
to get a job done: one thing we did learn:
RIGHT tool the job is done faster and with less aggravation.
One memory: While Dad was at work, I took it upon myself to
a job: we were rebuilding a carburetor. I could not
wait to show him my
project and how I had lots of parts left over
that did not need to go
back into the car, the other parts fit
with out them.
Dad, as his usual way, not to burst anyones
said that was good, ate his dinner and went out and
repaired my repair job.
One very unique thing of our family, we got our 'first' loan from
He purchased the car we wanted, and we made out a written
and we each signed it and then we, the children paid
A lot of kids in school saw this as a way of getting
out of paying
for a car. We knew better.Thanks Dad. One loan Dad
took me to the bank
so that I could start getting 'credit' built
up in my name.
No way would a bank do this today. The loan was in
Dads name, and mine
and I paid for it, Dad made sure the Bank
the payments were from me.
That might have
been my second car, a 1964 Corvair,
that car was so trustworthy,
hardly ever needed work on it.
One of the first 'home' I remember is in Wichita Kansas.
was a one room 'shack' literally, Dad built it into a home.
had 3 acres, tons of fun in those fields. A BIG garage.
we built a boat. It was named, 'Yellow-Jacket'
it had the colors
of a Yellow-Jacket wasp.
Dad had put layer upon layer of
to this day whenever I smell fiberglass,
garage is one of the first things that comes to my minds eye.
Another very neat thing, with all of his tinkering
a lot of how things are put together,
each of us to this day
hardly ever have to call in a repair man.
When I got married, the
bathroom sink was leaking
after a few days, I asked my husband
when was he going to fix it,
he asked me when was I going to call
a repair man
so... to this day, I am the repair person in our
We took many family vacations, car trips.
Dad has ALWAYS had
A few of them I remember a couple of Green
Dad also rode motorcycles, he had a huge Indian at one time.
As we 4 children got older Dad devised a way of keeping us home
and off the streets: he purchased a pool table.
Each of us
got pretty good at that game.
We had 'dates' in our own garage;
our boyfriends loved free pool games.
Dad was very good at it, I
have to say, that is one sport
I do not mind watching on TV, and
I am not one bit the sports viewing kind.
Speaking of TV, we were the first one of the block to have TV
in Kansas and the first one to have a COLOR TV when it came
It was so neat the first time we watched 'Bonanza' in
yes, Adam was still the cutest even in color.
up to watch TV go off the air, the test pattern
purchasing of 'Test tubes'. WOW, such a long time ago.
The best part of my Dad is......... he is Dad!
Nothing he would not do for one of his own..
He loves us, of
that we have no doubt.
He will lend his ear, give advice if
and if you have any sense in you at all, you will ask
He would never let you starve. If you need food, he will
but also you will not be allowed to 'use' him.
set a very fine and upright direction for us to follow.
I asked Dad one time what he would do if he did not have the
he has: his choice was to go fishing
just go fishing all
Have no home to call home, just fish
We did a ton of fishing in my younger days.
Can't say I was
overly jazzed at them,
but I did love to see Dad have a good
and he always had a grand time fishing even when
not catch a single fish.
I asked my sisters and brother to come up with a tune
whenever they heard it the only thought they had;
I chose BlueBerry Hill.
I can 'see' Dad singing this
He has a great voice, makes you want to sing with
which we did for miles and miles on our road trips.
The other chosen songs have special place in my heart too,
learned to dance to those tunes,my Dad taught me to dance
like in the commercials on TV,
me up on my Dads shoes,and he
counting out the beats and rhythms
and then as I got older and
ready to go to school dances,
yes, he was there to teach me,
by watching him and Mom dance and then he would dance with
To this day, in my minds eye.......
...Whenever he did one of
his 'projects' and it worked just like
he thought it would, I can
still see him sing.
'I found my thrill on blueberry
I love my Dad. Thank-you Lord.
To the Second Oldest: Paulina
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