Tag Archives: Happy Father’s Day I love hearing my father tell the story about when my mother told him he was going to be a dad. My mom may describe it a little differently, knees shaking, hands gripping the stair railing as if his whole life was flashing in front of his eyes and there may or may not have been some […] Every school morning at 6am, my bedroom door would swing open and all I would hear was the happy, cheerful voice of my father, practically singing, “rise and shine”, “rise and shine”. This would be the start to many mornings growing up. “Rise and shine”, he would sing as he would pull down the window […] |
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