My Dad on his first communion On Father's Day I can't help but think of my Dad and all the Father's Day's gone by. We used to buy him the standard gifts. Socks, ties, shirts. I don't think we ever bought him any kind of pants. That was strictly something he did for himself. His weight would fluctuate a lot so even our Mom probably had trouble keeping up with that. Anyhow, when he passed, my step-brother went through his things (we didn't have access to his apartment) and put together a box of keepsakes of my Dads and gave them to me. I will share some here and some in future posts. This is a photo he saved of himself on his communion day. It must have meant something special to him. He was also an alter boy. I don't think that is well known in my family but I remember that detail. I am sharing these tidbits and pictures with family members that may not have them and may not know some of the details of my Dad's life.
Aunt Virginia
This is my Aunt Virginia. She is my Dad's baby sister. He kept this close with him always. I wonder if she knows how important she was to him? Probably not. He didn't wear his heart on his sleeve. How I wish we would have known he had a TBI (Traumatic Brain Injury) as that would have explained some of the decisions he made along the way and some of his actions. That very important piece of information wouldn't be discovered until autopsy.
Aunt Virginia Wedding Day
Even though my Aunt divorced this husband, my Dad retained this wedding picture of her. She remarried a terrific guy my Dad really liked and had two wonderful daughters but this picture remained.
Aunt Terry and Aunt Margaret
Our families famous spinsters, Aunt Terry and Aunt Margaret, never married but built a little empire for themselves. They lived their lives the way they wanted and were far ahead of their times. My Dad adored them. They were actually his father's Aunts, sisters of the Grandmother my father never knew. I wonder at times had he been different had he had the influence of his paternal grandmother. I am not even sure he knew any of his grandparents a little or at all. He never spoke of them. However, Aunt Terry and Aunt Margaret remained in his life until the end of theirs.
Me, Ashlee on my Lap and my Dad
This was the day Dad met his first GREAT-GRANDCHILD, the only great grandchild he would ever meet. He was tanned and happy after having been on a fishing boat the day before. This was about 4 years before his death. This picture is precious to me and now I share it with you. HAPPY FATHER'S DAY in heaven Dad. I will share more of his precious keepsakes and my precious memories in August when his birthday rolls around. I hope you all have a great day. Feel free to copy the photos to your devices or hard drives if you like. It's a great way to share and save family mementos.
Love, Donna
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