Another Father’s Day

Daddy couldn’t resist a nice pair of boots, he wore size  7  N   to  9 M, just which ever ones were the best price. This was his favorite pair~he called them his ostrich boots~he wasn’t kidding, you can see the ostrich leather on the toes

Here is Daddy holding  2 month old baby Dan

here he is five years later, holding his new baby Paul

This is a picture of Dan holding his sweet baby D.T in 1956. The second picture is five years later with little Paul. Dan was a wonderful daddy to these two little boys, they were the best thing to ever happen to him.The boys had lots of fine men in their lives~ granddad’s and many uncles~ but no one more special than their daddy.   “Ye-haw, let’s stand and sing, keep smiling , raise the flag, who’s ready for a cigar, let’s eat.” I love those boys and loved that daddy!

Family Dinners

this is one of Debbie’s fabulous dinners, she always makes enough for everyone to take plates home for the next day

Debbie is a wonderful cook, I am always amazed at the size of her bowl of potato salad. She fixes special dinners for our family, she has Christmas Eve supper, then the big Christmas dinner, and the 4th of July get together. Anna does Easter and other special dinners throughout the year. I mostly cook Sunday dinners after church. Anyway, we are ”sit down at the table together people”. Today I thought I would show you one of our meals at Dan’s and Debbie’s. Elizabeth was getting ready to go back to Africa so this was a goodbye party too. There were 10 of us there. Debbie had smoked a pulled pork all night, and cooked all good things to go with it. This is just one of her usual company meals. She can put it all together, we eat on time and sit down to a beautiful table.

all kinds of desserts, something good with coffee later

I brought the pies, Stacy brought a cake, Tricia had the cantaloupe, Anna brought things out of the green house. No matter who is cooking the meal, we always have homemade hot rolls, lots of them. There is music later, Tricia plays the piano, Mark brings his guitar and sings to us and  sometimes I do my Mexican songs. What fun. When the boys are sitting on the patio later, they remember Daddy, this was his favorite time, a good meal and then to smoke his cigar and visit with the boys~