Later, when I decided to add a garage, he and Chris built it from the ground up. They worked despite rain or wind. They did it all, framing, roofing, and pouring the concrete floor. I say, "they", because I was not a lot of help. Lack of any carpentry skills and lack of patience made me pretty useless. But, they did all this for me, essentially for donuts.
|That's dad on top|
|Pouring the floor with a mixer borrowed from the church|
He's always been a handyman and a Do-It-Yourselfer before it was trendy. I think he picked up a lot of his skills by helping out others. His shed is a mini Home Depot and everyone in the family has borrowed ladders, rototillers, even his truck.
|Just need some doors now|
|The finished garage|
|A cake with a mini garage made of popsicle sticks (and many candles)|
For his birthday in 2005 we gave him a cake with a mini garage and blue pickup on top. This year there are no more construction projects or cake tops. But, I still remember all the hard work that went into the garage project. At the time I thought it was my "forever home", but the fact that I left sooner than I'd planned doesn't diminish all the effort that went into it.
Happy Birthday, Dad. I hope you can relax in your easy chair and enjoy a game on tv, you've more than earned it.
My word for the year is Gratitude.
Today I'm grateful for:
my dad (see above)
dinner with my parents
a beautiful sunny day
appointments being rescheduled
reading about Martin Luther King, Jr.