Dad died on October 13, 1993. It is the little things that I remember about Daddy that made him special. In the winter, after a fresh blanket of snow, I would look out the second story window. I could see footprints where Dad walked to the barn to do early morning chores. (When I think of that image today, it reminds me of the Jesus’ Footprints in the Sand poem.) He would put a gallon of oats in the manger for the cows, along with some prairie hay. I wondered how he trained the cows to know which stall to go to for feed and for milking? I thought Dad was quite the acrobat sitting on a one-legged milk stool with a pail between his legs. He had a teat in each hand; you could hear a staccato rhythm of milk going into the pail until each cow was dry and stripped. He was surrounded by a dozen cats and kittens crying for the first batch of foamy warm milk. On the way to the cellar where the cream separator was stored, we kids would run alongside Dad as he entertained us by showing us how he could swing a bucket of milk over his head and not spill a drop.
He could do other magic tricks too. He would blow into his thumb and his muscle would pop up. Dee and I searched his thumb trying to find the hole he blew air through. He swallowed toothpicks; we looked into his mouth, couldn’t find it and suddenly it reappeared. Dad always teased and entertained my girlfriends when they came to spend the night. I think Dad was still standing on his head at age 60. If we found him laying on the couch, resting, we girls would run to his feet. He would lift us in the air with his feet and flip us over his head; we landed on the floor by his head. Not much rest for Dad! He was always at our track meets and girls basketball games. He loved sports and took me and my friends to the Friday night Lewis High School ball games.
Dee and I loved it when we got to miss school because Dad needed help in the field. We drove the truck while he harvested corn and milo. I miss my Daddy. I wish I could see him stand on his head just one more time! God did a great job when he chose my Daddy for me.
Added picture (Nov.22,2015) of Dad standing on his head. I just found it sorting pictures.