HAPPY FATHER'S DAY DADS!

That would be Wrenn's dad holding him on the way to church to be christened.  Beside it is Dad with all the family (Eva, Carl, Cindy in arms, Russ on the left and Wrenn on the right) at Camp Haley a few years further along. Next is my Dad,about to give me away.  To the right is the 5 year old me, Daddy, and my sister, fishing in Florida. Yes, it was hot and pants only pants were not optional. I remember that trip vividly. We camped in a pop up tent that dad pulled behind the car, sleeping on little shelves they called beds over my parent's heads. All night long I fell off my shelf and landed on my sleeping parents. Oh, and my sister got chased out of the Gulf of Mexico by a crab that was almost as big as the mosquitos. I think we had way more fun than my parents.

Next row, Wrenn holding Jason in the hospital with a proud papa beam on his face. Almost as excited is the picture of Ben with the fish his Dad had caught earlier. I love the next one of a sleepy group, Eva, Dad, and Jason, all in their undies on the floor in front of the TV. Moving ahead a few years our trip to Disneyworld for the 15 year anniversary of the park. Then there is Dad in costume picked by his daughter, "giving" her away at the occasion that was forever to be known as "Wedstock" because of the two hurricanes. God spoke but we did not listen.

In the middle of the last row is a typical activity at our house almost 30 years ago, "horsie, daddy, horsie", and Dad was never too tired to play. To the left is our son with his firstborn and the proud papa beam.  On the right, with an older and wiser version of the same look sits the proud Granddad...and the beat goes on...