Good Dad Memories

As many of you know I don’t like Father’s day. It is the hardest day of the year for me because I dont get to see my dad. I don’t get to hear him say “Hey Kid” or to see him smile.

I miss him every day

Today I’m sharing three funny stories of my dad. He was quite the character. Funny. A pain in the ass.

I don’t remember what was grade I was in but in grade school I had to take a spelling test.

One of the words I had to spell on the test was tough.

I wrote my answer on the paper.

TUFF

I was so excited because I knew how to spell it.  I knew it was right. My dad spelled it all of the time. The next day I was mad because the teacher claimed I spelled it wrong.  I argued with her.

I knew I was right.  My dad used to tell us I am tuff and he would pound on his chest.  TUFF.

I didnt get in trouble for arguing with the teacher, but my dad was called into the principals office the next day. He was talked to and encouraged to teach us the right way to spell words

Back then I didn’t think it was funny. 

What I did think was funny was him being called to the principals office.

Over the years it became our joke. He would say it to me and I would smile.

Another funny story….

Over 20 years ago my dad, my mom, my sister and two brothers, my ex roommate and I were at Road America for the Indy Car races.  While a woman sang the National Anthem my dad shouted out  “Will someone shoot the bitch?”

The spectators on the bleachers burst out  laughing and cheering while my family and I tried to hide.  We were so embarassed.

The woman was a terrible singer.  Horrible. Really bad. Leave it to my dad to point that out…..In front of 200 spectators.

My last funny story is how is always used to tell me how he watered my mom’s plants by peeing on the them once in awhile before he went to bed.

I was mortified. How could he do this to my mom’s plants? They always looked healthy so I never said anything to her.

I asked him before he died if he really watered her plants by peeing on them. He smiled and shook his head.

Always a jokester

Everyone loved him. He had a huge heart and would give you the shirt off his back.

And he was funny. Unless you were hearing the same joke for the 100th time…..

                                   

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