Daddy ~ Everyday Hero
For
all dads ~ everywhere (Playing ~ "Hero")
A father is someone you look up to no matter how tall you are.
As I ponder the love that I saw in his eyes,
A Godly love, given without compromise....
I recall many times that he stood by my side,
And prodded me on with great vigor and pride.
His voice ever confident, firm and yet fair,
Always speaking with patience, tenderness and care.
The power and might of his hands was so sure,
I knew there was nothing we couldn't endure.
It's true, a few others provided insight,
Yet, he laid the foundation that kept me upright.
He's the grandest of men to have lived on this earth,
Although he's not royal by stature or birth.
He's a man of great dignity, honor and strength.
His merits are noble, and of admirable length.
He's far greater than all other men that I know,
He's my Dad, he's my mentor, my friend and hero.
~ Debbie Hinton Young
Hero Sandwich
On Father's Day, serve up a fitting sandwich for your hero ~ a great big Hero Sandwich.
Cut a loaf of French bread in half
lengthwise. Layer on slices of ham/turkey/roast beef
and your choice of different kinds of cheese. Top with shredded
lettuce and thinly sliced tomatoes.
Add onions, pickles, olives and hot peppers, as you desire.
Spread on mayonnaise or mustard,
or drizzle with Italian salad dressing.
Serve with chips and a Coca-Cola or other soft drink.
"The most important thing a father can
do for his children is to love their mother."
~author unknown
My Father
When I was .......
Four years old: My daddy can do anything.
Five years old: My daddy knows a whole lot.
Six years old: My dad is smarter than your dad.
Eight years old: My dad doesn't know exactly everything.
Ten years old: In the olden days, when my dad grew up, things
were sure different.
Twelve years old: Oh, well, naturally Dad doesn't know anything
about that.
He is too old to remember his childhood.
Fourteen years old: Don't pay any attention to my dad. He is so
old-fashioned.
Twenty-one years old: Him? My Lord, he's hopelessly out of date.
Twenty-five years old: Dad knows about it, but then he should,
because he has been around so long.
Thirty years old: Maybe we should ask Dad what he thinks.
After all, he's had a lot of experience.
Thirty-five years old: I'm not doing a single thing until I talk
to Dad.
Forty years old: I wonder how Dad would have handled it. He was
so wise.
Fifty years old: I'd give anything if Dad were here now so I
could talk this over with him.
Too bad I didn't appreciate how smart he was. I could have
learned a lot from him.
~ author unknown
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