I miss my Dad. He was really into business and politics. He was a campaign manager. I have so many childhood memories of working at phone banks, handing out flyers, going door to door. I remember riding in those big trucks that looked like UPS trucks which were a big billboard for a candidate.
My Dad use to give me the best advice. The times when I didn’t listen, I greatly regret because he was usually right. I could really use his advice now. There have been so many times over the years when I really needed him.
I miss how he use to make me feel safe and protected. I didn’t realize how hard and cold the world was until after he died. It was like he was a buffer to all the madness and chaos in the world somehow and now I have to fight it by myself.
People who have families don’t realize how blessed they are and how awful it is to be alone in the world. So, if you are lucky enough to have a father or be a father, tell all the people you love just how much you care.
Happy Father’s Day to all my friends out there!
Queen Of Liberty™ 
I miss my dad, too. He was a wonderful man who could fix anything, whether it was an engine, a plumbing or electrical problem, he somehow knew how to fix it. He was a great farmer – independent and proud. He was a spiritual man, and taught me so much about the word of God. He taught me how to plant, to hunt, to forge relationships and laugh.
He only went through the 8th grade in school. He was a genius at math and problem solving. He read and sang and loved animals, especially his team of horses.
He was a quiet man and after he died I learned many more things about him from his neighbors in that small rural community. His service to others he never spoke of, his thoughtful and selfless acts. I miss him.