With Father’s Day coming up this Sunday I’d like to acknowledge the obvious individual…Mama.
She still laughs remembering Daddy’s funny stories. He artfully told his silly tales and endless supply of jokes to keep everyone entertained. Daddy could be truly funny and Mama was the first to laugh. After sixty years of marriage there’s no doubt she’d heard his material several times over but Daddy loved to see people laugh and Mama wouldn’t have him disappointed. She loved him and laughed hard at his jokes, chastised his colorful language, and coyly prompted him to repeat her favorites. Daddy enjoyed making others laugh and Mama happily served as the perfect straight man even if she occasionally found herself the brunt of his playful banter.
An aunt grinned and asked Mama, “How in the world do you live with him?”
“It ain’t easy.” Mama answered, shaking her head.
Daddy’s vegetable garden was perfection…
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