This man who through much adversity and many adventures in living discovered that the joy of the Lord was His strength - every day. That the time spent on this earth was not to be without purpose.
There are so many memories we have of growing up with Daddy. One of my favorite things was that, of four daughters all of whom he loved equally, I got to share his birthday! He was a fun-loving adventurous spirit that liked to push the envelope.
A few favorite memories:
Swimming with Dad in the Gulf of Mexico off the Florida coast. A crazy storm had come up and the waves were huge. Dad and I got out there on a small but sturdy raft. The waves were crashing over us and we had a blast...over and over we went out there laughing in our adventure until we crashed into a piling covered with barnacles. My leg was cut in several places but after looking at each other for a minute we said - "let's go for it" and got back out there! Good grief! There could have been sharks and I was sending them an open invitation for lunch...on me!
When we drove to Gramma and Grampa McComb's cabin there were three ice cream stands on the route. We always stopped for one along the way but one time we stopped at all three and we had a contest to see if we could make ours last til the next stop.
When he would come home from work he would chase us all around the house acting like a dangerous monster, laughing and roaring. Much to our delight we would run and hide and laugh and get caught and tickled and off we would go again.
Surprising our two daughters by having Dad come to the house early on a school day and announce "I'm going to Disneyland" and much to the children's delight we piled into the car and off we went for a wonderful day!
So many favorite memories that I could share if room allowed!
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