November 22, 1918
the birthdate of my father, one of humankind's most unique, intelligent, generous individuals.
That's me and him at a company party in most likely 1961.
He wasn't always easy to live with or understand, but what he left behind was a legacy of which I know he would be proud.
I've done past birthday posts in his honor and if you have a moment and want to see, please click here for last years' and here for my first post about my quirky dad.
This year I'm going to be short and sweet because he was not a man who would want a fuss made over him, but would just want to be remembered.
And that we do.
13 comments:
Great ! There are still lots of wonderful stories and adventures. I think of him everyday.
I read your first tribute. Very interesting man! What nice memories you have of your dad.
Hope the MAven is doing well and counting the day till freedom.
Love that image of you two.
As always I think of Dick on his birthday ond since I am of the lucky people who knew him I also remember all the many moments we spent as a family and the wonderful stories He could tell, trully and exeptional human being.
This a very nice post Ann.
There are always dates that stay close to our hearts no matter how long a person may have been gone! A great birthday tribute to your Dad!
Take care, Sue
It would seem that Nov. 22nd is a day for very special people.
Today I am celebrating my cousin Tara's birthday. (She made the Royal Coach cake during the Royal Wedding fest.) She also was Mr. Decor's next door neighbor for 4 years. So we can thank her for now knowing one another. :)
Good times, good memories.
Ann,
I've enjoyed reading your posts and think you were lucky indeed!
Brenda
Happy birthday and memories of your father!!!!!!!!!!!
sandie
How sweet. Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours!!
We love the photograph!
Happy memories.
Big Nose Pokes
The Thugletsx
This is really sweet, Ann!
I read your other entries, and I thought them a wonderful tribute as well as very... something. I learned knew things about Grampa Hughes that I didn't know, and was reminded of things I did. I just wish I could've gotten to know him sooner. He was a fun person to be around, and I remember the walks on the beach near his and Maude's townhouse. And the cat statue that always appeared to be *staring* at me. I'm glad you have such wonderful memories of your dad.
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