Happy Fathers Day to all the daddy O’s out there.
I thought I’d share some vintage shots of my father and me.
I guess I now can be classified as vintage.
Getting tortured with the hose. Don’t you love that old station wagon?
Here we are over the Christmas holiday. I had a cast on my arm that year.
Let’s take note of some of the items in this shot shall we.
Let’s start with the space ship like light fixture? You can probably find it on ebay now.
Oh and the phone on the wall. Remember when you were tethered to a wall? With a rotary dial??
There was always a variety of drinks ready for when guests arrived. Oh and the Christmas Panettone. Sort of an Italian fruit cake but not rock like.
Great memories. I love looking at old pictures.
I learned a lot from my father growing up.
My love of gardening came from him. He had the greenest thumb and could grow anything. He had a big vegetable garden and cared for it like another child.
My ability to tinker with and fix thing. That was him. I would call him for help on how to fix something. A tv or vcr. If I couldn’t get it working he’d just laugh and tell me get the hammer and give it a wack.
Maybe that’s where I got my impatience from.
Happy Fathers Day
I miss you.