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Today is my father’s birthday. I am proud to call him my father. He’s smart, funny, and a great dad to me and my brothers and sister and a wonderful grandfather to his granddaughters.
Caroline knows if she has a science question, she can ask my dad about it. My love of science was given to me by my father. I learned the scientific method through listening to my dad and observing him work. The other day there was a question on “Who wants to be a Millionaire” about what someone won a Nobel in along with two other scientists. I saw the name and said physics, which it was. I knew the name and associated it with physics because of my dad.
My love of puns comes from my father. He is a master of the art of puns. His ability to work out word play is a wonder to see. He does the New York Times crossword puzzle every day. Both of my parents were sticklers for grammar and the correct use of a word but that has served me well through out my life. The other day one of the women who volunteer to be a class grandma comments on how well spoken I am for a person of my age (I honestly think she thinks I am younger than I am but I did thank her for the compliment).
My father taught me to play chess. He has this lovely wooden set with a large wooden board. He was very patient with me in learning the game. It was some nice time for the both of us to spend together. My parents bought me a magnetic chess set that has served me well after all these years and I still have all the pieces. When I think of chess, I think of my dad.
I know I was lucky to grow-up in the household that I grew up in. I had parents that loved me and took care of me. I learned from them by example and they set a dynamite example for me. My father took an interest in his children’s interests. He didn’t always understand them but he supported us in our goals and made us the people we are today.
Happy Birthday Dad! I love you.
Sincerely,
Your Eldest Child aka Kathleen
I am grateful that my father taught me how to play chess and so many other things.
Caroline knows if she has a science question, she can ask my dad about it. My love of science was given to me by my father. I learned the scientific method through listening to my dad and observing him work. The other day there was a question on “Who wants to be a Millionaire” about what someone won a Nobel in along with two other scientists. I saw the name and said physics, which it was. I knew the name and associated it with physics because of my dad.
My love of puns comes from my father. He is a master of the art of puns. His ability to work out word play is a wonder to see. He does the New York Times crossword puzzle every day. Both of my parents were sticklers for grammar and the correct use of a word but that has served me well through out my life. The other day one of the women who volunteer to be a class grandma comments on how well spoken I am for a person of my age (I honestly think she thinks I am younger than I am but I did thank her for the compliment).
My father taught me to play chess. He has this lovely wooden set with a large wooden board. He was very patient with me in learning the game. It was some nice time for the both of us to spend together. My parents bought me a magnetic chess set that has served me well after all these years and I still have all the pieces. When I think of chess, I think of my dad.
I know I was lucky to grow-up in the household that I grew up in. I had parents that loved me and took care of me. I learned from them by example and they set a dynamite example for me. My father took an interest in his children’s interests. He didn’t always understand them but he supported us in our goals and made us the people we are today.
Happy Birthday Dad! I love you.
Sincerely,
Your Eldest Child aka Kathleen
I am grateful that my father taught me how to play chess and so many other things.
