Neal & Dad, 1988.
The Days Flew By – Before We Knew,
Two Weeks – Six Months – A Year or Two.
From Toothbrush – To School Choice – And Artful Glue,
We Sought Out A Way – That Worked Best For You.
But While We All Scurried – Each Fall – As A Rule,
Halloween – Thanksgiving – And Soon Came The Yule,
To Roll In Upon Us – At A Pace Kindly Cruel,
That Roared Us Through Springtime – To Summer’s Cool Pool.
The Clock Kept on Ticking – In Its Quiet Quick Way,
It Sped Us Overnight – To Graduation Day,
And Your Life Moved Forward – On Your Own – As They Say,
On A Course You’re Still Carving – As The Lessons Portray.
Mom And I Still Remember – The Gift of Your Birth,
And We Both Want To Say – For What It Is Worth,
That Had We Both Known – ‘Bout The Spin of Life’s Earth,
We’d Have Slowed Things Down Fast – And Got Lost In The Mirth,
… While We Could.
Thank You, Neal, For Being The Sweet Spot Reason That It’s Both A Happy Mother’s Day For Mom And A Happy Father’s Day For Me!
Love. ~ Forever. ~ Dad.
Happy Father’s Day, Everybody!
Happy Father’s Day 2013!
From Norma, Neal, Bill, Gateway the Longhorn, & Handler
Taste of Texas Restaurant
Houston, Texas
Tags: Happy Father's Day
The Pecan Park Eagle 
June 16, 2013 at 12:40 pm |
Beautifully said, Bill. Happy Father’s Day, my friend.
June 16, 2013 at 12:44 pm |
Back to you Bill. I’ll bet you’re a great dad.
June 16, 2013 at 7:29 pm |
Dear Dad (aka The Pecan Park Eagle),
Ever since that November night in 1984,
By my side you’ve always been helping me to soar.
In today’s world riddled with absentee Gen-Y dads,
I am blessed to be raised by a Silent Generation lad.
Giving you a surgical scare at the age of thirty-three days,
I haven’t always been easy, but we made it through the haze.
At my first day of Pre-K, I watched as you drove away
Wondering if you’d come back — you’re still here to this day.
You taught me right from wrong; the things that fathers do
Sometimes showing tough love and being a parent true
You taught me it was okay to laugh and perfectly fine to cry
As we laid in the yard on the grass pointing at things in the sky
We’ve had epic times together like that trip in ’97 —
Drove to Arizona all day for a week until eleven.
Saw the four corners and the breathtaking canyon grand
Drove back through New Mexico and through the West Texas sand.
8th grade graduation came — then high school too,
Graduated from Mortician’s school, and then I bid adieu.
Tried to take the easy way out so I’d be outta here,
But all it did was set me back living life in second gear.
Through setbacks of recent years, by my side you’re there still.
As I try to find my way in life and muster up the will.
Back to school I go again to make my niche in life
Coaching and encouraging me through turbulence and strife.
Don’t know how much time we’ve left; I shan’t think of tomorrow
I’m thankful for everyday you’re here; losing you’d be sorrow
“But I will always be with you,” you once told me in a birthday card,
“Through winds whispering in the trees.” told like an ancient bard.
Happy Father’s Day, Dad, to a man who’s true and kind —
To a man who speaks with heart and fluidity of the mind.
You’ve been the world’s greatest father since the day I came.
We’re best friends forever, so take me out to the ballgame!
June 17, 2013 at 12:04 am |
Dear Neal,
I could not be prouder of you or love you more than I do at this very moment in time. That’s always been true. And always will be.
Love. Dad. Here and Now. Forever and Ever. As I should. Because I do. And always will.
Love You. ~ Your Dad.~ And thanks for this beautiful expression.
June 17, 2013 at 3:33 am |
What lovely tributes from Father to Son and Son to Father! Belated Happy Father’s Day!