Hello friends and Happy Tuesday!
I’m late with this post honoring the amazing men in my life for Father’s Day, but tomorrow is the anniversary of my dad’s death so honoring him now seems appropriate.
MY DAD: The first man that was important to me is my dad-Richard Lee or Dick as he almost never used Richard (to my knowledge). Everyone liked him, he was funny, hardworking, honorable, respectful to women, smart, (he was really good looking) although I don’t think he saw himself that way-he was very humble. I loved to sit and listen to him (around his brothers and sisters-at my grandparents house) tell stories. He was funny and I think people were drawn to him. He had this amazing story of being a chaperone at a school dance-he was a teacher-and a couple of drunk young men tried to crash the party. They postured him (smacked him in the chest and told him they didn’t need to listen to him) and he carried one out above his head and threw him into the road-he was the original Mr Incredible. He had a low tolerance for bullshit (my word, not his) but he was genuinely kind and caring, although didn’t much talk about his feelings LOL. I know many times that young men in his classes at school (he taught mechanical drawing/drafting and electronics) have remarked to me and others the great respect they had for him. He was also a great athlete. I remember being in junior high or high school (he played softball many times during the summer) watching him get up to bat and ALWAYS hit the ball out of the park. He played centerfield or left field and a guy was in trouble if he hit it anywhere near my dad. He either caught the ball or threw it all the way to home plate, no one had a chance. He was All Conference and All Guard (I hope that’s right) in football in high school ( he had his jaw broke- I think as a freshman (? Not sure his age) and broke his finger playing football- his finger didn’t ever point straight -it was always bent at the end) and he played basketball too. One time making a basket at the last minute from half court to win the game (pretty sure that’s not exaggerated). He died from cancer June 20, 1985….so a anniversary coming up. I miss him terribly, I miss having an adult relationship with my dad. I’m sure he would have had good advice for me many times in my life. I’m proud he is my dad.
My grandpa Cecil was an entreprenur…he started a grocery store in our little town, along with a meat processing plant, and a Drive In. He also drove a school bus for the high school. He was a big support in my life. After my mom, brother, and sister died in a car accident- I spent a lot of time at my grandparents home because (I think) my dad was at work or spending time with friend to comfort him. I don’t remember much of that time but I do remember riding on the school bus with my grandpa, I sat right by him on the big engine in front (probably not safe but I felt safe by him). I remember his big green chair, he loved those white mints with the green center combined with peanuts, and he had a beautiful voice. He sang in our church choir often. He died from a heart attack in 1978 (I think it was 78).
My grandpa Wilton is still alive, he is a marvel. He will be 97 this year, I know right?? He is a farmer, had a dairy years ago and this is the first summer he hasn’t raised grain. He is kind of discouraged about that, but he has been falling often so he just can’t do what he used to do. I remember being in his barn while he was milking cows (when I was in junior high or high school) and the country music was playing and he was talking to his cows. I also helped my aunt Laurie (she was only four years older than I) wash the milk cans at night or turn the hay bales during the day to kill mice that would ruin the hay. He has always been a hard worker and is an example to me to stay busy in my life and work hard.
My step dad Bob is also a great man. My step mother (I call her mom) married him some time after my father died and he is the glue in our family (so to speak). I think he keeps everyone level headed and I know he cares about us all even though has only known most of us as adults. I love and respect Bob, he is a great man.
My husband is a great man (last but not least) haha he is such a funny, thoughtful, kind, hard working guy. He really supports me in whatever I’m doing, whether it’s work, my blog, my fashion obsession, or any of my outside drama that causes me pain- he is my rock! I love him so ❤️❤️❤️ he is also a genuinely good man- so connected to honesty, integrity and true to his relationship with me. He is such a funny guy- he will be telling me a story and it sounds believable but (I know for sure) is something he’s made up! He’s so funny! He loves cooking and car shows along with fixing things, “I can fix that”. A couple of his favorite tv shows are Storage Wars and Pawn Stars. He puts up with my nerdy obsessions too like Star Wars and Star Trek (he told me he didn’t like Star Wars when it first came out LOL but watches it with me cause he is a wonderful husband!
The pictures below are first five of my dad, next picture is my grandpa Wilton with my grandma, next two pictures are me with my husband and my husband alone, next picture is some of my family with my grandpa Wilton and picture is my grandpa Cecil when he was young (bottom on the right). Then I add a recent picture of Bob with mom and a recent picture of my grandpa Wilton.