Wednesday, April 09, 2008

The Man With 9 Lives

I can't let today go by without speaking of these two people.

This is my sister, Dianna and my father, Charlie.

This was taken at a birthday party we had for Dad's 60th birthday, just a few months prior to Dianna being tragically killed in a car accident.

Dianna was acting silly in this picture, as usual.

We always joked that my father was like a cat - he had nine lives.

These are the things he survived that I can think of at the moment:

  • Head on car collision with a drunk driver.
  • Fell out of a tree while hunting, twice.
  • Suffered from rheumatic fever at 30 years old.
  • His nose was broken three times in his life (ouch).

I come from hearty stock.

I miss you both.

To my readers:

Hug your loved ones.

Right now.

Stop what you are doing and hug someone.

3 comments:

MysteryGirl said...

Wow! He sure did have 9 lives! That's a lot of bad things to happen to one person.

Lori Stewart Weidert said...

Ok, ok, I'll do it! I'm hugging, I'm hugging, I swear.

Here's one to you too!

nejyerf said...

your sister looks like she must have been so much fun.

i give my husbands hugs every day. whether he wants them or not.

and if we ever meet? i will give you a great big hug!!!