88th Red Letter Day

Today our family celebrates another Red Letter Day. Happy 88th Red Letter Day Dad! I am so thankful to God that my mother and Father are alive. They both endured a long abundant life. I am #4 of five daughters. My Dad is first-rate. When we were children he took us sled riding and ice skating in the winter. He loved golfing,he would take us to play putt-putt golf. We as a family all went to Canada  every year and sometimes would fish.We all would take a family excursion to Cedar Point Amusement Park yearly.When we were very young kids, my Dad managed his Father’s car wash. My girlfriends and I would set up a kool-aid stand and we made a few dollars. When it was very warm out we would ride our bicycles through the car wash and we would be sprayed with the hose. On the weekends Dad would always bring home pop,chips,and ice cream,that was a special treat for us kids. In the winter he tried to make an ice rink at my Grandma and Grandpa’s field for us kids. He loved baseball and always threw the baseball around to us kids. We all would hop in the car on a Friday night and Dad would take us to a drive-in-movie theater. On a nice Sunday afternoon we all would go for a Sunday drive. Dad would buy us popcorn. I was 14 years old and has thoracic scoliosis.After surgery I spent about a month in the hospital. My mother would visit me every morning and Dad would come every evening. We would play 7 card rummy. To this day not many people can beat me at playing rummy. Thanks Dad. My Dad  is one heck of a man. I love him so very much. I have so many memories,too many to list,but the one that stands out in my mind the most is,Dad always was and is a true gentleman. Happy Red Letter Day Dad!       p.s.   Thank you for memories of a lifetime!

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