Happy birthday Daddy

Today is my dad's birthday.  He would have been 88 years old, but still looked like he was in his 40s. 

My dad was a quiet man, was slow to lose his temper and never raised his voice.  I wish I could say that I got his good qualities but sadly, I did not.  My dad worked in the automobile plants for a few years in Michigan before coming back to Belmont to live.  He took a course in TV/radio/stereo repairs and opened his own business in the front room of our home.  My dad carried a big case with TV tubes in it when he would go to someone's house on a call.  Years later I had someone tell me that she remembered my dad and how tall he was and the big tube case he carried. 

My parents were given a mill house to be moved onto a lot that they owned.  My dad had great plans to restore the house but most of his talents were not anything that could be used on the house.  After he had 'finished' with the house, he decided to build a putt-putt course in the backyard.  The lot was pretty big and there were no neighbors behind us.  My dad made the sides and different obstacles for each of the holes.  Astroturf was installed and my sister-in-law painted a sign to hang up.  When the grandkids came over to play, my dad was completely in Heaven.  It was exactly what he had hoped it would be, a place for anyone to be a kid.  Especially him.

Happy birthday daddy.