Yesterday started out pretty good. My wife let me sleep late since I had to get up early for work the previous two days. Then she gave me a couple of cards and a DVD. We then went to church. Mary's aunt worked with my son and got him to say "dada" for the first time on Father's Day. When I tried to get him to say it later, he said, "mom". People went around the church talking about their fathers. I wanted to wait until next Sunday because it goes along with my sermon about witnessing. I told the story of how I learned my dad was saved when he died. It was hard for me to talk because his death still hurts after 16 years, especially knowing that he never got to meet his grandchildren.. I watched the first two omen movies. Then I finished the day with a fancy cigar because I smoked one the day my son was born.
He has a thick Appalachian accent and a magnificent beard. He is also married to Mary Ball