The circle of my Daughters Life…….

[DaveIN]

The circle of my Daughters Life…….

1) Remember when she was born and she was your little princess: I even brought her first fishing pole and tackle box to the hospital. The nurses looked at me kind of funny?
2) Remember when she was excited about camping: From when she was a baby till she was a teenager she loved camping and fishing. She was not afraid of anything, picking snakes, putting her own worm on her hook, just getting plain ole fashioned dirty,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
3) Remember when she turned a teenager and started to know boys: All of a sudden going camping, fishing, just getting plain dirty was a bad thing. She did not want to do things anymore. I have lost your little anything goes, lets get dirty partner to a Princess in the literal sense of the word.
4) Remember when she met this handsome dude in college: Who just so happened to hunt, fish and camp and just get plain ole dirty and she thought these activities were the greatest thing since peanut butter again……..
5) Now she is 30 years old: Married to the outdoorsman and has four kids, your Grandchildren, who are being taught how to be true outdoors persons with a little help from you. You get together quite often, but not as much as you would like. They are making arrangements to move back near you, just because they want to. Your Daughter has called you four sometimes five times a week just because she wants to. She tells of their latest adventure then she turns the conservation around to Remember Dad When……………

Yes my darling Princess I do remember when, and more important, I am so glad you do to………………….

Dad

[Kermit]

Very nice Dave. I am taking mine on her first in boat fishing this weekend. Let the good times begin.

[Illinoisgiller]

Thank you Dave, That was well thought out ---and true. Mike

[DaveIN]

Thank you fellas, just wrote a memory that every day gets added to.

I am putting stuff as this in the box for when I am gone.

[Sharon]

awwww that is a great rememberance story... all my kids remember is, Ma, remember when you cut my bangs with scotch tape holding them down and they were cut all crooked... :icon_mad:

I like your story much better!!

[Screen]

I have memories of my two daughters like that and now that THEY are married to sportsman and each has a daughter, grandpa gets to do it all over again. LOL with a tear in my eye.

THANKS!!!!!!!!!

[troutrageous1]

Dave - knock it off. My daughter is only 2 and you made me well up!

[4rum]

Mornin' Dave;

I got a couple sorry ol' boys, but me an' th' ladyrum always wanted a daughter, an' grandchildren. No grandchildren yet, but still hopin'.

I enjoyed your account of raisin' yorn. They's a special bond between a father and his daughter. It's th' purest form of trust and love they is. Think about it pard... you've obviously earned that trust and thereby passed th' test. There's many a test to manhood... none of 'em come close to matchin' what you have accomplished. Tip O' th' hat Dave, I know you cain't bounce 'er on your knee no more... but pat 'er on the head an' tell er how proud you are to have 'er around.

[Soupy_1us]

Long ago and far away, in a land that time forgot,
Before the days of Dylan, or the dawn of Camelot.
There lived a race of innocents, and they were you and me,
For Ike was in the White House in that land where we were born,
Where navels were for oranges, and Peyton Place was ****.
We learned to gut a muffler, we washed our hair at dawn,
We spread our crinolines to dry in circles on the lawn.
We longed for love and romance, and waited for our Prince,
And Eddie Fisher married Liz, and no one's seen him since.
We danced to 'Little Darlin,' and sang to 'Stagger Lee'
And cried for Buddy Holly in the Land That Made Me , Me.
Only girls wore earrings then, and 3 was one too many,
And only boys wore flat-top cuts, except for Jean McKinney.
And only in our wildest dreams did we expect to see
A boy named George with Lipstick, in the Land That Made Me , Me.
We fell for Frankie Avalon, Annette was oh, so nice,
And when they made a movie, they never made it twice.
We didn't have a Star Trek Five, or Psycho Two and Three,
Or Rocky-Rambo Twenty in the Land That Made Me , Me.
Miss Kitty had a heart of gold, and Chester had a limp,
And Reagan was a Democrat whose co-star was a chimp.
We had a Mr. Wizard, but not a Mr. T,
And Oprah couldn't talk yet, in the Land That Made Me , Me.
We had our share of heroes, we never thought they'd go,
At least not Bobby Darin, or Marilyn Monroe.
For youth was still eternal, and life was yet to be,
And Elvis was forever in the Land That Made Me , Me.
We'd never seen the rock band that was Grateful to be Dead,
And Airplanes weren't named Jefferson, and Zeppelins were not Led.
And Beatles lived in gardens then, and Monkees lived in trees,
Madonna was a virgin in the Land That Made Me , Me.
We'd never heard of microwaves, or telephones in cars,
And babies might be bottle-fed, but they weren't grown in jars.
And pumping iron got wrinkles out, and 'gay' meant fancy-free,
And dorms were never coed in the Land That Made Me , Me.
We hadn't seen enough of jets to talk about the lag,
And microchips were what was left at the bottom of the bag.
And Hardware was a box of nails, and bytes came from a flea,
And rocket ships were fiction in the Land That Made Me , Me.
Buicks came with portholes, and side shows came with freaks,
And bathing suits came big enough to cover both your cheeks.
And Coke came just in bottles, and skirts below the knee,
And Castro came to power near the Land That Made Me , Me.
We had no Crest with Fluoride, we had no Hill Street Blues,
We had no patterned pantyhose or Lipton herbal tea
Or prime-time ads for condoms in the Land That Made Me , Me.
There were no golden arches, no Perrier to chill,
And fish were not called Wanda, and cats were not called Bill.
And middle-aged was 35 and old was forty-three,
And ancient were our parents in the Land That Made Me , Me.
But all things have a season, or so we've heard them say,
And now instead of Maybelline we swear by Retin-A.
They send us invitations to join AARP,
We've come a long way, baby, from the Land That Made Me , Me.
So now we face a brave new world in slightly larger jeans,
And wonder why they're using smaller print in magazines.
And we tell our children's children of the way it used to be,
Long ago and far away in the Land That Made Me , Me.**************

[Screen]

Good one Soupy! A classmate sent me that on the eve of our 40th reunion and I enjoy it every time I read it.

One thing I really enjoy about my daughters is they (now in their 30's) will climb up in dads lap every once in a while for a big hug. Now that is a treat!!!

[dipper69_2000]

nice ones guys we should all be so lucky as to have are children love us as much as ours seem too..

[4rum]

Never read that poem Soupy, but it reminds me a lot of one I wrote a few years back for a poetry site I used to frequent. The charge was a poem of the 60's and would have to have the title of a popular song of the era. I chose.....

Yesterday

Sex and drugs and rock 'n' roll
Legacy? or freedoms toll?
Monterey to grassy knoll
Was yesterday's innocence stole?

Yet Camelot was barely born
When from it's breast, Jack was torn
On Caison was Old Glory worn
As Jackie, John and Caroline mourn

Lamb and lion join in hell
On thirty eigth parallel
In shame we watched as Mei Li fell
Who could hide their woeful knell

Then children came in love and peace
Thought their music soothed the beast
At Kent State was lost the lease
Free "free love" forever ceased

Now came demons in the dark
And take the children 'fore their mark
Poison chased them from the ark
In death they taste it, gray and stark

Janis, Jimmi, James and Jim
Elvis light too would dim
And Marilyn as sure as him
And legions more with fates as grim

But yet a hope can remain
In lyric, verse or kept refrain
Hearts once young can heal the pain
And yesterday can come again.

[Soupy_1us]

Very good 4rum.....I even understood what it said....(and meant)

[4rum]

Thanks Soupy... this verse is a little vague... it is in reference to the Rev. Jim Jones and the poisoned cool aid he bullied all those people (mostly children) into drinking.

Now came demons in the dark
And take the children 'fore their mark
Poison chased them from the ark
In death they taste it, gray and stark

[Soupy_1us]

Very fitting for the times. ! Hard to forget something like that....