My dad was a good dad - not perfect, but perfect for me!
When Phoebe was born, he said, when told what we were naming her, "I'll call her Betty!" (Which he never did - in fact, you would have thought he'd named her!)
He was great with the babies - had a golden touch! Could calm a fussy, colicky baby in no time!
His mother died when he was 17 - and he never got over missing her. He was good to his two younger brothers, doing things for them he thought his mom would have done.
He was a machinist - had a machine shop - always just called "TheShop." He supported a family - gave us a pretty good life - and lots of opportunities.
Happy Heavenly Birthday Dad!
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