Showing posts with label My Dad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My Dad. Show all posts

September 28, 2012

My dad retires today, and so my tenure as a judge's daughter comes to a close.  I am so proud of Dad, and his accomplishments through the years.  He is a man of integrity and has been passionate about his work and the young people of Chatham County.
Last December we took Carter and Grace to watch him in action, and we got to see him do what he's been doing for 32 years - listen to evidence, speak to the kids and caregivers involved, and make decisions that are hopefully in their best interest.  I love how along with his judgments, he dispensed advice and encouragement to the kids and their parents or grandparents. 




"Remember this one simple thing - keep your hands to yourself to school."
"Look at your mom.  She loves you, and you need to respect her."
"Honesty isn't the best policy.  It's the only policy." (Boy did I hear that one a lot over the years).




It's killing me that I can't be there for the retirement ceremony.  My mom, my two brothers and their families, Dad's brother and sister, they all will be there.  This is one of the really hard things about life overseas - missing out on family milestones.  I've missed the births and infancies of numerous nieces and nephews, weddings, graduations, birthday parties, and the funerals of my beloved grandmothers.  The funerals were probably the hardest to miss.  

I know Dad understands, but I really, really wish I could be there.  




I love the Vintage Beam picture from 1980 below - my dad, so uncharacteristically serious; my mom, so pretty and put together, as always; my grandparents; Jonathan sporting the Peter Pan color and knee socks; my older bro Ken, the lucky one who got to hold the Bible; and me, in the fluffy pink dress. 

Happy Retirement, Dad!  I love you!

June 05, 2012

Dad's Rule for Puzzles

We love getting packages around here.  Usually it's comics and candy, or magazines for the kids and dark chocolate for me (it IS for me, right Mom and Dad?).  Sometimes my dad will throw in the random item, like tattoos from Moe's Southwest Grill (oh, how we miss Moe's) or Georgia-shaped silly bands.  Or a jigsaw puzzle without the box.


My dad, and if you know him you know this, is a unique man, with some unique ideas.  Like his idea that it's cheating to put a jigsaw puzzle together while looking at the picture on the box.  He says it's cheating.  The kids and I heartily disagree, and we spent part of our time at Christmas together trying to sneak peeks at the box of the massive jigsaw we were attempting to piece together.


But he's taken his rule for puzzles a step further by mailing us the puzzle, without the picture from the box.  My kids will need some brain stimulation this summer, and this will most definitely provide that.


So I have two questions for you:


1.  What picture do you think will emerge from this puzzle?


And, just to set my dad straight...


2.  Do you think it's cheating to look at the box while assembling a puzzle?