|Justin & dad at NAU 2008(?)|
I love to hear my dad laugh. He does it often.
Truthfully, I love to hear all people laugh. My dad has a great sense of humor and most days he can be seen and heard laughing. He used to love to dance. You gotta love a guy who loves to dance. He is slowing down a bit these days but the one thing I'm pretty sure about is that he still gets a smile on his face and perhaps a chuckle now and then. I'm not sure he's still dancing but maybe!
|Nancy & dad at JP's graduation 2009|
My dad has a really fun spirit. He's getting close to 80 but he's still laughing. I selected these photos because they are the ones I could find so early this morning. We're getting ready to attend another college graduation in May so it seems appropriate to post these. The top one was from a trip dad & I took to Flagstaff the first year Justin started at Northern Arizona University. That was a really fun trip, just dad & I. When we were driving home, his rig got a flat tire. I was driving ... too fast ... no doubt. I'm glad I didn't get us killed. It was scary because it was dusk but a really nice young couple stopped and gave us a ride up to the next town so we could get the tire fixed. We were
|Amanda, JP, dad and me, graduation 2009|
in the middle of nowhere. We laughed about it later.
I got to take a long trip with dad in 2001 when mom died. We drove the motorhome to Alaska together, spent the summer, and then drove back to Arizona. It's a trip I'll never forget. I was so glad to get to spend that time with my dad ... it was really special. One day when we pulled over to make some lunch, I opened a cupboard over the sink to get a coffee cup out and one of the cups fell and hit me on the head. I was so pissed off I started crying. He explained to me that when you travel in a motorhome, there are certain
|Dad - Flagstaff 2009|
things you have to remember. Stuff shifts when you roll. I'll never forget that lesson, dad. We laughed and cried a lot on that trip. I can hardly believe 10 years has gone by since then. This next to the last photo was taken in Flagstaff right after graduation. We were walking back to the dorms and I'm pretty sure my dad had just passed air here. Hence, the waving arm behind his back! And the big shit-eating grin on his face!!! The last photo was taken at the wings place in Flagstaff.
Love you dad!!
|Dad and me - Flagstaff 2009|