1978 - roller skating rink in Winona Lake, INme and my dad
From as far back as I can remember, my dad would share stories of his life with me. He would sit on the edge of our beds and tell us stories before we'd go to sleep that night or tell us something funny around the dinner table. Heck, sometimes he'd even talk about them from the pulpit. Whether it was to teach me a lesson or just to make us laugh, they were always fun to listen to. It gives me a sense of what my history is and what my family was like. I've heard these stories many, MANY times, but still enjoy them and I find myself passing the stories down to my kids now. Stories about when I was a kid and the stories that he shared with me as well. Like "Papa once set his desk on fire in elementary school...... don't do that!" or something along those lines. ;-) A while back his sister, my Aunt Judi, started a blog of her own all about her life growing up as a young girl in a small town in NJ called "Runnemede Remembered" and I have SOOOO enjoyed reading about her and see how her life stories mirror my dad's. I asked him a while ago if he'd be willing to do a blog too. That way his grandkids and family can keep those stories alive, but he's not the most computer savvy guy. Plus, he's a busy guy, so he wouldn't be willing to say, give up watching a ball game to spend time on a blog, so he said that it would be cool if I did "interviews" with him and did the blog myself (since I enjoy it so much!). So, hopefully once a week or so, I will be able to come on here and tell you about our conversations. Share those stories that were always so fun for me to listen to and laugh at. And trust me, as ornery as he was, the stories are memorable!! :-)
I a so looking forward to his viewpoint on the things we did growing up, and how he became his own father over the years. Can't wait for the first conversation.
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