Sunday, June 21, 2015

Remembering My Father

Hands


Digging out the basement,
Shaking hands with every two by four,
Pounding nails,
Sawing boards,
Building cabinets.

Teaching me to tie my shoes,
Held and manicured by me.

Baiting a fish hook with worms,
Reeling in a trout.

Holding a book,
typing family histories,

Holding mine in the hospital before he died.


I miss you, Daddy.
Remembering you on Father's Day.

In good hands
My father and I
1945

My father & mother in our front yard.
Carol held by mother
Rell & Sally
Colorado Springs, Colorado
1948

12 comments:

  1. Beautiful, Sally. Indeed, you were in excellent hands.

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  2. Very nice. Love those '40s pictures!

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  3. Nicely done...this reminds me that I have many images of my dad (and mother, and grandmother) based on their hands. Thanks for prompting me to think about those memories.

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  4. Lovely. Just wonderful memories. I have them too for my father, who I still miss today. :-)

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  5. Loved seeing your old photos and you were very pretty in your bonnet.

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  6. Lovely flashes into the life of your Dad. We miss them terribly but can only feel blessed we had such great ones.

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  7. Really lovely, Sally. I imagine your dad would have loved these words.

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  8. A lovely tribute, Sally! I am fortunate to still have my father--he'll be 90 in August. As much as I have always admired him, I've never admired him more than in recent weeks as he has become a loving caregiver for my mother.

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  9. Beautifully written, my friend.
    I, too, am a Daddy's girl.
    I know that you must miss him very much....
    Love,
    Jackie

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  10. This is so beautiful, Sally. I'm so glad you were able to be with him before he left.

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