“So what? Strike out, ground out, and fly out. You’ll get four chances on Tuesday against Westport.” A hit, struck out once and walked. The average went up. Thank you.
“Big deal! One more class in the summer and you’re a college graduate.” Thanks, August diploma.
Memories.
Happy Father’s Day.
Steve Doherty wrote this story.
Glorious, Love that guy!
Thank you, Karin. I thought it was a pretty good tribute to a great father.
I appreciate the response.
-Steve
Love your story and this dad!
Thank you. I appreciate it -he was a great father. Thank you, Ms. Ruth Mannino.
Aww…sweet tribute to your Dad!
Thank you.
Your reply is a good pick-me-up for this weekend.
-Steve
Steve…take a look.at my tribute to my Dad “Lift Off” published here last week.
Hi, Kelsey.
I look forward to reading it.
Thanks, Steve! My dad wasn’t a detective, but a surgeon, which is sometimes sort of a detective. He was an old-time doctor, a real healer who listened to his patients. Even on his last day of life, his hands were as steady as a rock.