HAPPY FATHER’S DAY!!! This is a day to honor fathers and other special men in our lives.
Lucinda Berry Hill has two special men to honor today.
I’m sure you’ve heard the expression, “Any man can be a father, it takes someone special to be a dad.” I was a single mom for 10 years! My daughter never knew her birth father (his loss). When my daughter was 10 years old I got married for the first time. As soon as we had the money, my husband adopted my daughter. When in front of the judge, my husband said Charlotte was already his daughter and this was just to change her name. The two of them are so close, sometimes I think closer than she and I. But that’s ok, she has 10 years to make up for. So I want to say thank you to my husband and to all of the other men out there who are so great at being a “dad.”
I would like to honor my Grandpa this Father’s Day. I was 20 years old when he passed away. But before he left us he was able to read some of my very early poetry. I started writing when I was 12. I even typed, yes on a typewriter, them out and put them in binders. One for my mom, one for my dad and one for my grandparents. My grandpa made a tape recording of himself reading these poems. That meant so much to me. His support meant so much. He wasn’t here when my first book was published, but I’m sure he’d be very proud of me if he were here.
Vicki LaFleur is honoring her dad today.
Leo LaFleur, my Dad was the greatest man I never knew. Which sounds quite sad but he knew I would come to learn things in time. Dad worked at a Steel Mill as a welder in the blast furnace which is one of the hottest places on earth to work and he worked as much overtime as he could too, in order for us kids to wear nice clothes, to live in a nice home, to take music lesson etc. and by him doing this it allowed our mother to do what she loved to do and that was to take care of her home and children. When he did have time off he coached my brother’s baseball team or would work in the garden or take the boys hunting and fishing, my little sister would tag along with them. Holidays were his favorite, Dad may have pinched a penny till Abe Lincoln got tears in his eyes but come Christmas under our tree was everything us kids dreamt it would be. But because of him being frugal when he passed away he left my dear mother without having to wonder how she would survive her golden years. On the fourth of July or New Years, he would get outside and had as much fun as anyone I ever saw popping fireworks with the kids who unlike me were not afraid of them. I do remember dad taking me to see a movie or two with him or to get an ice cream cone. I was such a timid child with dad and try as he might I stood at my mom’s side never wanting to leave there. When it came to learning to drive and swim he would not take my “I don’t want too’s” because of my fear, he made sure I did learn how to do both, I am grateful. I love my daddy and he supported me in my love of my mom and my little animals he never had the heart to say I could not have. He was truly a great man.
And of course I could not let this day go by without honoring my sweet daddy.
My daddy taught me so many lessons in life! I learned that every action begins with an attitude. If you go into a project with a bad attitude, you will probably not be successful. And how do you measure real success – by how much money you make? Well, that is certainly one way to measure success, but not always the best way. A person who is truly successful is a happy person. My dad got up whistling every morning. He sang around the house – just silly little tunes. He sang to my mama as he walked by her in the kitchen. He was the best role model for positivity I’ve ever seen! Don’t complain as you crawl out of bed and drag yourself to the coffee pot. Be excited because you get to live another day and you get to do something great with it! The thought produces the attitude. The attitude sets the tone for success or failure. It’s as simple as that.
I love you daddy. I’m keepin’ it positive!!!