Happy Father’s Day

When I was a boy of 14, my father was so ignorant
I could hardly stand to have the old man around.
But when I got to be 21,
I was astonished at how much
the old man had learned in seven years.

                                                          ~ Mark Twain

Both Michael’s kids called him early this morning to wish him Happy Father’s Day.  I called Nat to invite him for lunch and I found him via his cellphone pitching horseshoes in Laurel!  So, Michael and I decided to take a drive—it was a so-so sunny day and off we went.

We just drove a loop from Big Timber to Harlowton to Martinsdale and back to Livingston.  Just outside Livingston a huge black cloud was developing and we decided it might be smart to put the top up.  It never really rained much and now the sun is shining and it is beautiful.

Once home I whipped up a batch of homemade chocolate ice cream and it is chilling in the refrigerator before I put it in the ice cream maker.

My dear father died in 2002 and I still miss him greatly especially on Father’s Day and Christmas Eve which was his birthday.