Since the 'Cat was out of comission yesterday, I couldn't post this. Missed my dad more than EVER yesterday. He died over four years ago and he was pretty ill. I was a daddy's girl!

I used to sit and watch him do everything when I was little, paint the house, woodworking, build walls etc. I watched my mom too, but his jobs were far more interesting I thought. I used to sit in the bathroom and watch him shave. He used shave cream and a razor and to this day I can show anyone how he did it. We had to demonstrate doing something in speech class in high school one day. I hadn't prepared anything, but I was called on. After momentarily freaking out, I went to the front of the class and immitated my dad shaving!

Also, he sang me to sleep at night singing Leadbelly's Good Night Irene. Starting me down this long, slippery slope of folksinging!

Miss you, dad.