~Dad's Birthday~

Yesterday was my dads birthday, he was born January 28, 1909...

Where the time has gone since he passed- to me... in my heart and
mind..... he was here just yesterday. and to me.. he was one of the

greatest men I have ever met in all my years.. One of the people

that I feel really made me who and what I am today.. Both my

parents had a big influence..and each in a different way.. The

way my life went along.. I needed both to be able to survive and

make it thru what I think was a whole life time of trials.. and of course

errors.. But If I didn't have what they instilled in me.. I don't think I

would have the same outlook on life..to be able to really handle

most of what is put in my path, if I didn't have both their input..their

sense of values put into me.. The knowledge of knowing I can do

what I have to do to get things done.. I will face my work..no matter

what it is.. and do it.. the very best job I can.. THAT my mother taught

me.. My dad.. taught me to do whats right.. and if you do the right

thing.. it may not seem that way at the time..but it will prove to be

the BEST way...and with the BEST outcome..

Ive been told I am opinionated..and maybe to an extent I am..but I

believe in right and wrong.. I will give leeway but in the final outcome

things are Right..or they are Wrong.. I have a horribly SHORT

tolerance for lies.. and I try myself to be very truthful.. I remember I

phoned home..my Dad answered and he and I always talked for

awhile before he went out and got on the phone out in the garage,

while my mom talked on the phone in the house.. Dad told me a

story about when he did work for a garage down town.. Not long,

he preferred his own.. When he went there he took all his own tools.

drills, wrenches, everything he needed.. When he quit there one of

the other mechanics..started a rumor that my Dad had stolen a

drill from there, which of course was NOT true.. anyone that knew

him would know it wasn't.. But that lie this man was telling really

bothered him, and he lied because he didn't really like my dad..

Dad said this went on for quite a while till he got tired of his friends

coming up to him and telling him what this man was saying.. At this

time my dad was 62 years old..he said "I got tired of this man saying

that about me and I went and told him..he accused me right to my

face..and Lois, I hit the man...and knocked him down" .. I was really

surprised.. my dad was NOT a violent man..and that was probly the

only man hes ever punched ... but he said.. I couldn't let that go on.

Even though everyone knew it wasn't true.. he was making me still

look bad.. I apologized for punching him, but he didn't say that any

more either ." What a guy... :-) a good man.. I laughed at that, I could

just see my dad getting that angry to hit someone.. he was mad..

but he did shut the guy up :-) I would have done the same thing...
I mentioned I think I have a ghost.. well you see that thing up on

top my desk on the right? The small container that is sitting

SIDEWAYS? It was NOT that way.. I showed that to Penny

yesterday.. she said "ohoh, I didn't do that".. I told her I know..

but I didn't either.. so WHO did? I said is the vibrations of the

trucks going by..but you see on top those 2 bigger jars? those

are mirrors laying on top of them. cuz of the boy, he eats that

stuff .. so... if there was THAT much a vibration..wouldn't

those move OFF? fall off? if the vibration is THAT strong.?. I

would think they would vibrate off too..and they DONT MOVE.

The rose potpourri that's in the small container are from my

roses in Texas.. and get this.. Some the light color ones.. are

from my dads flowers from his funeral.. So.. WHAT is moving

my container up there if THAT is the only one moved? The other

two vases are from flowers I have received from when I was sick

with all this stuff.. I save them all.. The little horse? that was my

grammas.. came from England.. and you see my brass bowl..

I love brass.. so shiney ...I love my gold beads.. theyre sposta

be Christmas tree string beads.. but I like them up there..
There is what my front door looks like right now..I put that woolbie

over the door handle then I have a Christmas jingle bell that hangs

by a round beaded thing and fits perfectly and holds the woolbie

up.. The draft around the door is awful.. I cant reach up much higher

to be able to pound anything in.. Kenny came by..but had to leave

he had a emergency call soon as he got here someones water

line had broken.. he never did fix my door.. You see LB.. hes on

the scarf Theresa made me, my transfer board is there by the door.

I thought most of the morning today was thursday..can you believe

it? I was talking to a friend..said Becky and Theresa would be

here today.. I picked up and straightened. up.. well fooey.. I had

to look at the date while I was talking and noticed its TUESDAY!!!

I was shocked! I woke up and half the morning was going on

the idea it was THURSDAY ..now.. to lose 1 day is bad enough..

but to lose 2 ..well.. that is NOT good :-).. so now that I have my

days straight.. I can find out whats on tv..I hope something good

Im ready to get out of this chair.. and call it a "nitey nite"....

Y'all have a Good one now, Y'hear? love ya.. and thanks.. :-)

Always, Lois ****

God Bless you, is my prayer today,

I'm so honored to call you "friend";

I pray the Lord will keep you safe,

Until I write again.....