Day 96
Hours of pitch
& catch on the driveway---
Until Becky
passed out one day from the heat
We
played hard! Always! And, shared the enjoyment as a family. Bravo!
Becky
was intense, in each event, in every adventure. Some people actually “get it”.
Beth
displayed such “honor”, also. My progeny is my celebration of a “Great” life.
We
sure enough had us a “fun” time; every day; every time. A celebration of life!
Becky
and I played pitch and catch in the driveway for hours on end; friends do that.
Our
design of that house at Maeystown on the farm included a twelve foot retaining
wall and a blacktop drive; that wall was perfect for throwing practice and
hitting tennis balls against it.
Our
Becky was relentless at pursuing “perfection” at any endeavor she undertook.
Out there on that blacktop driveway in the hot sun, she practiced her pitching
and tennis until she could hardly stand up One fine day, the “heat” got to
her---and…she fainted. Nothing serious! Good!
Our
unspoken, but sacred, creed: If it’s worth doing, run the determination Flat-out!
Such
conclusion is a way of life; with it, “failure” cannot “win”; everybody wins!
I
played a bit of tennis in those days, too. Often, in the evening, our family
would trek into town to the local school where they sported lighted tennis
courts. We played many a match on those courts. Of course, the municipality had
nothing on us. I installed floodlights for our court.
In
the midst of swimming, trail riding, horse shows, hiking, shooting, ball and
tennis we planned all activities for the entire family. Our children were
always accepted as equals and treated with utmost respect; their thoughts and
opinions were heard, considered and applauded.
In
the end, the true test of “worth” is the final product of any life. Our progeny
serve us well, make us proud, hold our love, forever. I describe these
“special” persons as “Quality!” Amen!
Always---simple…with sacred “honor”. I believe:
That’s the way it is meant to be! Amen!
Thank
you! Girls and boys for sharing your lives with us; we appreciate it and love
you!
Amen!
Ah! Cookie Jar “Love!” Sweet memories!
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