Thursday, November 14, 2013

Dad's birthday - Nov 12

I meant to post this on Dad's birthday, which was last Tuesday. He was born on November 12, 1900. Wow! 113 years ago.

I wonder, did I ever call him "Dad"? What did you call him? I called him "Pop".

I think often about the Halloween parade at Flynn Park School in 5th Grade. That would have been in 1949. He and I went to the farm to pick up a horse, so that I could ride it in the school parade. Pop tried soooo hard to load the horse in the trailer that morning, and the horse just would not go in.

So I didn't get to ride in the parade, but I've always appreciated Pop's efforts. And thinking back to those days, I am wondering if I would have been wearing the old six-gun in a holster, playing the role of cowboy to the hilt. No one would have batted an eye at that time about a kid on a horse in a school parade with a real gun.

Just imagine that today. Geez, they'd call out the S.W.A.T. team and haul everyone off to the pokey.