Tribute to Joey from last Father’s Day…
16 years ago on Father’s day I neglected to call my Dad and wish him well. I was 17, still in high school and lived at home with my mom, my Dad lived in another town.
Later I found out that he waited all day for me to call him and when I didn’t he was very hurt and went to his favorite bar to drink his troubles away.
My Dad was great. He was fun and happy. He played games with me when I was young. He was funny and made everybody laugh.
Once he made a treasure map for me and buried a box in the vacant lot next door. When I discovered the box it was filled with real treasures, comic books and candy.
When I was in the 2nd Grade, he made my Queen of Hearts Halloween costume out of a pillow case. He drew it on so that I looked like…
View original post 174 more words