My dad was a baby, who started out racing with the doctor! Dad won! The doctor arrived at the Iowa farmhouse after he was born! My dad was a boy, who lived on a farm until he was ten, then his dad retired, built a house in town, and Dad became a city boy. You can see their 1916 Saxon, which my Grandpa bought brand new! My dad was a brother, the youngest with six older siblings. My dad was a college student until the financial crash in 1919. He was going to be a lawyer!
My dad was a world traveler, having traveled to various countries in four continents: North America, South America, Europe, and Asia. Because of all his experiences and knowledge he was bestowed an honorary Doctors Degree of Letters!
Then he became a student again, earning his BA and his MA at age 70!
He walked me down the aisle and gave me away. Then he walked up onto the platform and married Jerry and me! Here he’s having fun riding my son’s go-cart! He’s riding a Merry-Go-Round! He’s letting Annie drive his scooter! Yes, I have many fond memories of my dad. He was a man with a mission…who loved to have fun! He lived four days shy of his 96th birthday. I loved my dad.