Here we are on Father’s Day 2007.
I never dreamed I’d live long enough to see it. The real funny part is that I never seem to get used to the idea of being one of the ‘fathers’ that Father’s Day commemorates. That despite being the father of, (at least), six children. Strange, isn’t it?
I always think of the two Fathers and the one Grandpa that taught me so much. I also think of those grandfathers, great-grandfathers, and others that I never knew personally.
There was my bio-dad, Roy Clarence Jones who is much missed. More so every year I get older.
There is my step-father James Albert Middleton. Still there for any of us that need him, and always looking after Mom. Pop, I love you.
And I can’t fail to mention my ol’ Grandpa – Homer Davis Chappell. Oh! The things he taught me. I never even noticed I was being taught anything at all until I was in need and found myself using something Homer showed me. His little “Watch this…” sessions helped me get through some mighty sticky moments.
Well, to all the fathers, grandfathers, and great-grandfathers out there, The Bull salutes you!
