Thank You “DAD”
Since it is still the month to remember “DAD” just thought I would add a few more memories to the “pages of time.”
When I was just six (6) years of age , and the oldest of three children – I was the do for others and the number one “go-for” of the family. The house that we were living in had some “Honey Do Jobs” and with a hardware store within walking distance for me – you guessed right – I was the designated “go-for-it-er.” Some things, I could easily remember – but some things needed to be written down. And, since the store owner knew who we were – and now that I think about it – everybody ran a tab – so that payment was made later. (I never carried money with me.)
On these jobs – there was no time for me to walk – I had to run and hurry. Which brings me to the next memory of walking fast – every time I went with my DAD – I was doing a a half run-walk – just to keep up with him. Dad did three (3) stints in the Army – and he must have done a heck- of -a- lot of marching – he had the longest walk stride – so fast – that anyone walking with him , would be out of breath just trying to keep up with him.
I am not complaining but, rather am glad that I had to always go so fast when I was young – that kind of put me in training for getting, old. By walking fast then, now my body just naturally wants to go faster – walking or moving to do something. No sense in just “Lolly Gagging” and turning into a “Slowpoke!” When it came to my working for a living and having to take the bus or street-car – I’m grateful and thankful I was able to run fast enough to catch the up -coning bus or street-car. I still remember the street-cars here in St.Louis, they were fun!
Thanks “DAD” for seeing to it – that I moved in a hurry then to get where ever I needed!
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