The quiet mouse

Someone special to me would have been 70 last month. My dad. I miss him so much. He passed away before my girls were born.

He would have loved my girls.

He taught me how to check the oil in my car. How to change a tire. He taught me how to change the sheer pin in the cub cadet lawn mower.

He taught me how to stack hay in the barn loft. How to put coolant in my car. How to drive the pickup with a load of hay on the back.

He helped me get things ready for the fair. He helped me set up for friends coming over.

I spent countless hours with him helping to fix something or build something. I helped him bleed the breaks on multiple cars.

I miss that.

I miss my dad.