My Dad has been gone almost twelve years and we miss him greatly—it’s a rare day that I don’t think of him or think of something he might have said. The above photo was taken in Yellowstone Park probably around 1993, my Dad, Mom and me.
Daddy loved his three grandchildren with all his heart and they loved him, this photo is of Daddy with his youngest grandson Clayton who I might add just graduated from high school!
Mom and Dad on the Beartooth Pass probably taken in the early 1990’s.
We are blessed to have Michael’s Dad still with us at the ripe ole age of 92—he lives alone, drives, and makes his own decisions. He drove from his house up to ours for lunch today—about 24 miles—that’s as far as he travels these days. We had steaks on the grill, garlic mashed potatoes, brown sugar carrots and coffee/dark chocolate homemade ice cream for dessert. Once I tasted the ice cream I was wishing I had skipped the rest of lunch and just had ice cream—it was that good!!
Friday afternoon we headed to Billings—our granddaughter Katie and her husband Michael needed some remodeling help—Katie’s Dad Lonnie went too. Michael just received a promotion causing a move from Miles City, MT to near Billings. Katie gave up her teaching job in Kinsey, MT (a very small school) to take a position teaching kindergarten at a much larger school in Shephard, MT (near Billings). They bought an older home on 10 acres so Katie could keep her horses nearby.
So we painted and painted and painted some more. Lonn and my Michael laid new flooring in the living room and hallway. Michael’s Mom and Dad came on Saturday to add more hands to the work party. We had a great time together and the house looks so much better!! We spent Friday night in the truck camper parked in their driveway.
OHHH—great news, too—the Foretravel motorhome we on a whim purchased had an almost new very plush memory foam mattress. Well, the cowboy had a light bulb moment Thursday night and we took that mattress and placed it in the truck camper—we slept like babies in the kid’s driveway!!
By the time we got home Saturday night paint splattered and exhausted, we headed straight to bed!
A good weekend and again, Happy Father’s Day to all you Dad’s out there!


