|My dad, my grandma, my great-grandparents and me (the baby)|
|My dad when he was kid - the little one on the right|
He drove a bus for several years for our church when I was little. I loved going to church early and riding it with him. My ultimate favorite thing ever about my dad is his guitar. He has always played them (as long as I can remember). He would get out his guitar at night (much like Pa Ingalls and his fiddle) and play for us and me and my brother would dance around. My favorites were "Dizzy" and the "Batman" song. He always played Dan Fogelberg's "Longer Than" too. He brought his guitar to family gatherings and we would all sing hymns that we know. He and my T sing southern gospel songs at church with it and I love to hear them sing. If you want to see him in action check out this post from my cousin's blog. Scroll to the end.
He now has put his love of guitars into making them. He makes his own guitars and I think they are beautiful. He always wanted one of us kids to play but we never really did. I think my Little Man might though. He loves Pawpaw's guitar and he loves to play it.
My dad actually played in a band with my uncle at their tiny town's skating rink but he quit it after he recommitted his life to Christ. I think my dad is pretty great. A good example of a sweet, loving dad and a faithful follower of Christ. You can't get much better than that.
Did I mention my youngest child is obsessed with his Pawpaw? He does not want to be put down by him nor does he want to be away from him for more than 5 seconds at a time.
And just last week he called me to see if he could come over and watch my kids so I could leave my house for an hour or two. I hadn't been out of the house much and my husband was working two double shift days in a row. And he did - he watched all three kids while I escaped for a little bit.
Love ya Dad! Thanks for putting up with me for all these years.