Seven years ago today, my father died in a hospital room in Dallas, Texas. We were all around him when he passed. His breathing simply got slower and slower and then there was just not another breath.Look at my cute daddy! And my cute mama, who called him "my Elvis". These swim photos are from 1962, they are nearly married a year and a half, and my sister is almost one. Daddy always took us swimming; Mama didn't go often by the time I was ten or so as she didn't like her legs or some excuse. Thankfully, she got another swimsuit this year, her first in over twenty years. Whew!
I also like the photo of Daddy being silly by the snowman. He was so smart and funny. I still know the first twenty elements of the periodic table because of a rhyme he made:
Here He Lies Beneath the Deep Blue C, Not One Friend Near, Napoleon Mg, ALways SiPs Clear Arkyhol, Kitty Cat.
I know it doesn't make sense, but do you see the first twenty elements? C'mon....
(if I could figure out how to insert a periodic table here, I would, but I'm lazy)
I am getting over lots o' sickness. The antibiotics seem to be working. I am going to take another nap. Plus, Daddy loved a nap, too.
2 comments:
Thanks for sharing these-they're Fantastic.
My dad died seven years ago on Christmas day. Since I'm holding my new baby boy, I'm sensing it won't sting nearly as badly this year. Two days before his breathing slowed then stopped, became up enough to say the words, it's been such a pleasure." Now I have a much better idea of what he meant.
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