Isn’t my Dad’s mustache freakin’ awesome?! I LOVE my dad. He is the HARDEST working man I know. He taught me the values of being dependable, of serving, of being kind to others, of helping those in need, of putting others first. Things I remember about him:
He used to spin us on the rust colored floral swivel chair that matched our couches. We thought we were spinning into space.
He used to play ‘steamroller’ with us kids…we all lay on the floor in a row and Dad ‘rolled’ over us to flatten us out. Yeah…we loved it!
I remember him always saying Super Mergatroyd. I don’t know why. The funny part was he twisted the front two pieces of his hair to look like antenna while he said it.
Whenever I hear the song ‘Hang On Sloopy’, I picture my Dad singing it.
I bought Twinkies yesterday. They always remind me of my Dad.
I remember a trip my Dad and I took by ourselves. I have no idea where we went, I just remember that I got to skip school to go with him. I was supposed to make sure that he stayed awake while he drove.
When I was 7 or 8 years old my Dad took me to BYU to visit King Tut who was on display. He bought me a folder that had a raised BYU logo. I took that folder to school and was immediately cool.
My Dad was always a great example to me in his Church service. He took his responsibilities seriously.
My dad always gave us a Father’s Blessing before the beginning of the school year.
When I was first married, my Dad (and Mom!) made a lot of financial sacrifices for our struggling family. I think of the overtime he must have worked so that they could help us out.
I am so grateful for him. I can’t think of a man I would rather have as an example of the kind of father and husband you should be. I LOVE you Dad!
