I didn't write about dads yesterday. I never did get on the computer. Even though my husband would have shared, I didn't ask him to. I did fix him fried chicken dinner with mashed potatoes and gravy, corn on the cob, and salad--his very favorite meal. He was very happy. He thanked me several times and told me how good it was several times. You would think I would cook this meal more often for him. He is a good dad to our two children.
I've written about my dad before. I feel like when I was a child I didn't know my dad very well. He was pretty strict, and I was somewhat afraid of him. I got to know him better when I was grown. He was a good man. I'm glad he was my father.