Dad was very patriotic. He always flew the flag on every national holiday. Today, as he does on every holiday, my brother Rex flew the flag over the door at our parents' house.
Dad loved our country and took great exception to those who didn't. He also took great exception to anyone who didn't feel the same way that he did about anything. You can read that to mean he didn't like liberals, progressives, Democrats, hippies, the homeless, MSNBC, and President Obama and wasn't quite sure how he felt about anyone that didn't think, act or look like him. Somehow our generation and our children didn't all inherit that particular gene. Thank heavens.
Dad would have been 87 today. He passed away in July of 2013. I like to think he is in a better place but sometimes my wicked sense of humor thinks that maybe, just maybe, he is in the same place as the great liberals that he was so disdainful of. Hopefully he's having some really great arguments with them. And maybe they are helping him to see the error of his ways.
Happy birthday Dad. Believe it or not you are missed.
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