Fathers day

Original post date: Monday, June 16, 2008


Fathers day

Well - I went to my step grandfathers on Saturday and spent the day with Audrey and Madeleine with my step-mom Helen. We had a lot of fun and just talked about all kinds of stuff. We also went to see my dad - who is buried in Pembroke, GA, where my grandfather lives. This of course brought lots of thoughts and memories and questions from Audrey. Why is Papason buried in the dirt (what they called my dad - Papa and son - like son. My dads name was Linwood but he was known as Sonny - so Papa-Sonny - Papason)? Where is Papason? Can things get him since he is buried? Very good questions.

When was the last time we were here at PK's house (my grandfathers name - Peter Kyle Parrish)?
When we buried Papason.

When was the last time we were here when Papason was alive?
Um...well that would be a year ago today.

So that was a crazy realization - the last time I saw my dad alive was on Fathers day of 2007.

Which has led to many thoughts of my dad...crazy but I think of him all the time - the weirdest things make me think of him. I was in the attic the other day and the smell of an attic makes me think of my dad...I never thought about it but it always brings him to the forefront of my mind. crazy.

I have a stack of coins from when we visited Jason and Stephanie in London. One pound, two pound, 50 pence...you know coins. My dad traveled a lot with the navy, always going to other MOMAG (Mobile Mine Assembly Group - yes my dad knew how to build bombs and blow things up) bases to check on them...I am not sure what he was checking...procedures stuff I guess, anyways he always came home with money for me and my sister. I always thought how cool he was giving us money from other countries. He almost always gave us coins, hardly ever notes. I didn't care, it was cool money and my dad was giving it to me....

...When you leave a country and go to exchange their currency back to your native currency - they don't take coins, I learned this with my travels to London...

Now I am not trying to cheapen what my dad did, because he brought me other stuff too, so I know he was thinking of me, I know he was always thinking of me. But there was always this thought in my head, "WOW...he just gave me money!" Well he couldn't trade it back into dollars that is why.

Anyways like I said I have a stack of coins on my dresser.

One day I will give them to my daughters, and they will think it is cool!

I hope everyone told their dads that they loved them on Fathers Day...I did.