For our fathers, father-figures, grandfathers, and fathers-to-be, we are glad to celebrate you! One of my favorite memories of my father at this time of year is remembering him sitting with my older sister and me in our tree playhouse on 9th South, and pointing out the constellations and stars in the summer sky. He knew the names (both common and scientific) of each star he pointed out, and shared with us the mythological legends and stories of the constellations - my particular favorite being Orion. As a little girl, it was magic to learn that my hard-working, busy, pragmatic, and responsible father was able to see pictures in the sky. Thanks for sharing the sky with me, Dad, and for pointing me in the direction of the stars!
1 comment:
great post sis. I, too, remember dad pointing out the constellations in the sky, though I recall it usually being while we sat together on the porch at with me having the croup.
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