Days like today make life worth living. Dad called after church and said he and mom were going on a drive and asked if I wanted to go along. I told him to come pick me up. He lost one of his oldest and dearest friends this week and was having a hard time. He felt a drive would help. We drove towards
Heber and then turned back towards Snowflake. When we turned towards
Claysprings dad started telling stories. He talked about deer hunting, hauling hay, and just the places around that area. We went to visit
Jefer and Jamie but did not overstay our visit. Dad is not one to wear out his welcome. We decided to take the Burton Road back across. He told of the time that Uncle Rog had roped a deer and tied it to a tree and how they got out of that
predicament. He then talked about his job herding turkey's. His mom looked out and he was eating his lunch at 8:00. We had a good laugh. We then stopped at the
Carlisle residence and visited for a spell. It was a good day for reminiscing. Dad pointed out many of the places he lived. I treasure these times I get to spend with him. He is such a good man and I love him for the wonderful person he is.
I called mom...her response...don't call your dad he wouldn't be much help and for that matter neither am I! What a lot of help she was! :) It is trapped in my 5 ft by 2 ft light fixture. I am sad to say that it is going to have to leave this world in this very light fixture.
