In honor of Father’s Day I want to share with you SIX THINGS MY DAD TAUGHT ME as his eldest daughter after having three boys. My Dad respected me as a girl, but he didn’t keep that from letting me do things that my brothers did. I was the rough and tumble little girl tagging along with my brothers. I was the one who was told to not tell Momma about the makings of the homemade wild cherry wine going on in the basement. No, I didn’t try it and I don’t believe my brothers did either at least I hope they didn’t since the cherries are poisonous. I even had to keep quiet about the secret campfires and popcorn being popped in an old soup can over those fires in the back corner of the backyard.
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My Dad taught me how to FISH. I remember (barely) the day when we picked up our brand new boat that my
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While growing up the only time I remember my dad not working was because he had been laid off. There was never a day he called in sick to do something else. If it was a work day, he was there. He was at work when he didn’t feel well; he was at work when there were other things that needed to be done. It was not until after I graduated from high school, when I remember my dad being so sick with the flu he was not able to go to work. If my Dad was not at death’s door, he was at work.
My Dad started his own business cutting trees when I was little. This was a part time business he and my brothers did on the weekends to help provide for our family. Yes, we really didn’t have the money to attend the Christian school, but my Dad felt the need for us to be there and he did whatever it took to put food on the table, clothes on our backs, pay the tuitions, and kept a roof over our heads. My Dad was/ is not afraid of hard work.
My siblings and I were taught if you want something, you have to work for it; we were not entitled to handouts. I’ll never forget my first real paycheck from my first