Today is Dads birthday. He would have been 74. It is hard to believe that he has not been with us in over 18 years. I think of him often lately, he would be a great "grandpappy" this year. I am laughing at this picture of him in his party hat and his beer. We all think of him this way when we look back.
I do believe that Joe Diffie sums him up best:
"Prop me up beside the juke box if I die. Lord, I want to go to heaven, but I don't want to go tonight. Fill my boots up with sand, put a stiff drink in my hand. Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die. Just let my headstone be a neon sign. Just let it burn in memory of all of my good times. Fix me up with a mannequin, just remember, I like blondes. I'll be the life of the party, even when I'm dead and gone. Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die. Just make your next selection, and while you're still in line you can pay your last respects one quarter at a time"Happy birthday Dad
Love to you from all of us.
