Daddy always stood for what he believed in. He wouldn't back down and he wouldn't waver. If someone had a differing opinion, he would listen to them and hear them out. Then with a quiet confidence, he would calmly and logically point out all the reasons he didn't agree and explain those reasons.
He would always, always, always stand by us kids. No matter what happened in our lives, we knew that he and mom would be there; standing beside us when we needed friends; behind us in case we would fall. They were always there for us.
But, taking a stand on politics, religion, morals and ethics aside, he always took a stand. That is, in the back of the room. Standing while he watched an entire movie. Standing to eat and drink. Standing to talk. When we were younger, I can remember him standing behind the couch to watch TV with us. We would all invite him to sit with us. He was perfectly happy and content to stand there. We eventually quit asking him to take a seat!
Monday, July 23, 2007
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