Legend tells of a legendary warrior...
...whose skills were the stuff of legend.
My Dad could eat a loaf of homemade bread and drink a gallon of milk in one sitting and not feel too full.
My Dad was taller, bigger, stronger, and smarter than all the other kids’ dads.
He could drive 19 hours without stopping across the country to take us out to the family reunion and recite all fifty states (in alphabetical order, size order, or population order, take your pick) with their capitals.
He could quote poetry he had memorized for over 2 hours without stopping.
I’ve included this final quote because I think it’s funny and I’m pretty sure my dad will think it’s funny, too.
~Jimmy Piersal, on how to diaper a baby, 1968
Spread the diaper in the position of the diamond with you at bat. Then fold second base down to home and set the baby on the pitcher’s mound. Put first base and third together, bring up home plate and pin the three together. Of course, in case of rain, you gotta call the game and start all over again.
You got his shoe size wrong. It's usually a 16. On rare occasion he finds a 15 that runs large and fits. I wear a 14. The old Man's foot wouldn't fit in that if you tried wedging it in with a crowbar!
That's not only funny, but informative too. At least for guys like me.
This is awesome, Rebecca! I love and admire your dad so much. What a great tribute to him on Father's Day 🙂