Sunday, June 19, 2011
A Photo for Father's Day
This picture tells more than I can about my dad; his optimism and his love of people shine through. He grew up in the city during the 1930s, one of 7 children. Except during the war, when he was stationed in Hawaii, he never lived anywhere but St. Louis, and never wanted to. His dad was a city police officer. From the time he came back from the war till the day he retired, he worked for the same company.
I took this photo on a family vacation to Lake of the Ozarks in the late 90s. I think he had just sunk a long putt—as long as you can get in miniature golf. He loved family dinners and telling a funny stories. He always taught us to make the best of any situation. Thanks, Pop!