Happy Father's Day... to All of The Great Dads!!

Only have a couple of images, of me, and Dad... together.

The above... is my Favorite.

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The above is me, and Dad... in a nutshell, until the day he died.

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Mom always told me... that Dad 'worshiped the ground I walk on'.

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The feeling was mutual.

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Think of Dad... a Dozen Times a Day... 

at 

least.

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I remember... waiting for Dad to get Home, every evening, when I was a toddler.

Drove Mom... crazy, I'm sure.

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"When's Daddy coming Home??"

"How much longer... until Daddy gets Home??"

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Hahahahahaha!!

Dad and I...were inseparable, pretty much, since I can remember.

He took me with him... on every 'job', he could.

When I was little, often... I'd just sit in the Truck, while he worked.

Coloring, listening to the radio... or, reading.

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If it was nice... outside, I'd scope out the old Farm's where he'd be cutting up old Farm Machinery, for 'Scrap Iron'.

Often... there'd be a Creek, close by....

where I would wade... and watch the Minnows, and Crawdads.

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When Dad worked at the 'Sand Plant'... running a Dredge Line, he'd get me set up...  at one of the Ponds, next to where he was dredging, with a Fishing Pole, and plenty of bait.

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I'd spend the day... Fishing for Bullheads.

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Dad... pretty much, 'Turned me Loose'...

let me find adventures, and explore.

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I always felt safe, was safe... because Dad was close by.

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Dad... let me 'learn'.

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One of my first memories... of 'Learning', was when I was about the age I was in the above image.

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Two, or Three.

I was riding Little Red, {Pony} my 'Best Friend'...

Beloved... Partner in Crime!!

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{Babysitter <3}

Dad... was working on an Old Truck... or Tractor.

I... was riding Little Red, all around our yard.

I... noticed a Bee's Nest, under the overhang... of our old Quonset Shed.

It fascinated.. 'two, or three' year old, me.

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 Asked Dad... about it, he said... 

"You'd better stay away from those Bees.

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They probably won't bother you, unless you 'bother' them."

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 Kept riding Little Red, around... and around, but...

those 

'Bees'...

I'd never seen anything like them.

Rode Little Red, next to an old Tree, broke off a twig...

then...

Little Red, and me...

headed back, to the 

Old Shed.

Little Red and I... got close enough... so I could give that Beehive... a little poke.

Holy Smokes!!!

Next thing I knew...

Little Red... was Taking Me for a RIDE... Like He'd NEVER Done, Before!!!

GADS!!!

I Hit The Ground...

HARD!!!

GADS!!!

I... Ate a LOT of Dirt!!!

GADS!!!

Went Running to Dad....

Boo-Hooin'!!!

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Dad asked me, what happened.

I said...

"Little Red Bucked Me Off!!!"

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Dad just stood there... 

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asked, 

"Were you messing with that 'Bees Nest'??"

"well, a little."

Dad... said, "I warned you about staying away from those Bees.

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You... didn't listen...

now,

 Poor... 'Little Red'... got 'Stung', 'hurt'...

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that's why... he 'ran'."

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Looking back, Dad... had to have watched every bit of my 'poor choices' unfold.

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yet...

he didn't intervene.

In my Eyes...

{that... aren't 'two, or... three...'  anymore.}

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 That's a Great Dad.

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Guarantee Ya, that was 'Difficult' for Dad to watch unfold.

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I could write a book, on mine... and Dad's 

'Adventures'.

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I think of Dad... Countless Times, a day.

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Always, Always... 

So 

Grateful,

 to be...

'Marion Conner's Daughter'

Always.

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Love to Ya...

Prayers for All.

Barb C.

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