They say a son is a son till he takes a wife
But a daughter is a daughter the rest of her life
That’s true, so here’s what I’ll say about my dad
With all his good qualities he could still make me mad
He threw caution to the wind and was a gambling man
But he was kind, generous to a fault, funny and naturally tan
Played a mean game of cards and could really shoot pool
But above everything else he was nobody’s fool
He would give you the shirt off his back, his very last dime
He had a good appetite but he would never drink wine
He looked like a movie star and drove fancy cars
Frequented certain clubs but never went to bars
He painted, was smart and even skipped a few grades
A fun loving prankster with personality in spades
He was a ladies man until the time he met my mom
He never wanted to get married but she was the bomb
He was planning to be a bachelor for life
She ruined his plan so he made her his wife
He would stick up for me with the bullies at school
I was embarrassed then, but now think it’s cool
Used to pick me up from clubs late at night
Would see to it that I got home allright
I was wondering what kind of man I would meet
Who could ever come close enough to compete
It’s not a competiton really…but still
It meant finding someone who fit the bill
I will forever miss his laugh and his face
Because a father like this you can never replace
They called him Blackie and he was my dad
He’s no longer here which makes me so very sad
Everyday, but especially today. Daddy’s Girl Forever!
My dad was a character. He thought I was beautiful, capable and smart. He told me he once got out of a speeding ticket (a regular occurrence) by distracting the cop by showing him my photograph. He never got charged. Just an example of the kind of person he was.
I am the eldest of two other siblings. We were blessed with salt of the earth, very loving but overly-protective parents with good values that we took for granted since I’ve come to realize in this day and age it is not the norm. It grounds us and makes us who we are – very close, family oriented (even with no children of our own) good gracious grownups but very childish at times. Because of our upbringing we look out for each other, our partners in life and will put up a fight to make things work out the best we can. Sometimes we can’t but the intention is always good from the heart. We share that in common. Sometimes we argue and fight but always make up in the end. We can decide to break the mold but our parents are the ones who set it. We were very lucky. Maybe that explains why…
I’d rather be an older man’s princess than a younger man’s slave
