Starting Out

A brilliant young woman recently told me that it would be so neat to write down memories of my dad to someday share with my children, my neices and nephews, and other family members. This blog will serve as my personal journal as I journey through this process of writing down all of the memories I can remember (before I forget anything). Hopefully, on one awesome day, I will be able to hand this journal to my children and say, "Here, I made this especially for you so that you may read of this amazing man that I called my daddy, and that you will one day (finally) be able to meet in heaven." I am a strong believer in memories, traditions, and values, and I hope that you will be able to see why as you read through this journal!!

Thursday, February 25, 2010

One of my favorite memories of my dad took place during the process of our family building our first house in Terrace Court. I was in 4th grade, I think. Dad and I were at the house late that evening. He was working, painting, putting things together, and cleaning up messes left over from the crews that had been there that day. I don't exactly remember what I was doing, probably running around the house, doing whatever it is that 4th graders do.:) After he was finished, we always went around the house, turning off lights, locking doors, etc. It was getting late, so we went through the house doing the usual "shutdowns" and finished up in the garage, which is the door we always went out of. Dad turned out the garage light and was turning to lock the door before he shut it and I yelled, "Dad- Wait!! I still hear the radio. You forgot to turn it off." He turned around to look at me, smiled, and said, "It's okay, I want to leave it on (It was a Christian radio station). I want to keep the devil out of our house." That night as we climbed in the truck to go home, I remember thinking, "Wow- my dad is SO cool! How does he think of things like that?" That statement has always left an impression on my heart, and I know it will never leave me. For me to remember that memory so vividly from 11-12 years ago truly amazes me! This is one of the many reasons why I always looked up to him... More to come soon!! :)

-Brittany