Today Dad would have been 82. If Jane only would have had a stethoscope. Sometimes I think I still smell his cigarette smoke or hea him yell ELAINE, You awake? He was always dad, never pops or father. One time I called him FATHER very sarcastically and he wave his cane at me behind my back. Just at the moment I leaned back and he cold cocked me with it. He wasn't dad at that moment he was %&*#$. But could I blame him? All he wanted was some of his big headed, blind sons to back up from the TV so he could see. Glad your birthday was in March otherwise I may have not been born and that would mean no blog and all those men on that transport would have died. Just like on It's a Wonderful Life.
Do you think Jane would have ever posed with me? I wonder if Aunt Bonnie ever threw a lawn chair at dad. Doubt it.
I bet Aunt Bonnie still wears that coat.
He was a stud, I think he looks like me.
Dad and Jer, I think.
The happiest day of dad's life, that and Dec 8th 1955
Aunt Betty you're so young.
.........and this is how it all started
The boat people arrive in time for the wedding.
The last known picture of the elusive Jimmy.
Your the reason we all gather, you left a hell of a legacy behind. I should be so lucky to have this many people gather at my grave 20 years after I'm dead.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY FATHER,
I'M KIDDING HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD
Oh and dad there really was deer meat in John's chili.
20 comments:
Very cool Uncle Joe. I've never seen a lot of those pictures! Grandpa really was a handsome devil! Thanks for doing this....I'll drink a beer at your grave someday, it's a promise.
Great Tribute Bear!!! I think your dad WAS and would continue to be so proud of his legacy. I am so glad I got the chance to really get to know him, if even for a short time. In my heart I will always love him most for his loving attention he paid to Adam. They really had a bond going, and it saddens me that Adam has no memory of what a grandpa is meant to be in your life.
And I DID smell his smoke from time to time for many months after he passed away.(which really was a little creepy and comforting at the same time) Then one day when I walked through and caught a wiff, I said outloud "We are OK Ed, you can rest in peace now" and I really never did smell his smoke again.
First thing I think of is the beard stubble kisses I had to give to get in that candy jar - heck, I'd even kiss Heidi to get candy if I had too...
Joe, you're definitely the Bozarth that looks most like your dad. It's really obvious in his younger pictures.
Cindy--that's a neat story about the smoke. It's probably comforting to know he was looking out for you guys.
I'll always remember Grandpa and his CB radio. And Matt's right, those beard stubble kisses. Been a long time since I've had any of those!
Joe, I woke up this morning and thought, "I hope Joe blogs about Dad's birthday." The pictures are excellent, and some of them I haven't seen before. Thanks bunches, Joey. And Eric almost made me pmp when he said Grandpa never really grew into his jaw. Jer
What does pmp stand for? Is that some Mississippi talk? Pass the grits.
Eric makes me pmp all the time. That is why we wear the same pajammas.
The smoke you and Cindy smelled was because John helped with the wiring in your addition. Lost a finger didn't he. Poor guy hope he makes it home alright.
It was a great blog Joe. Touching and funny. He was a great father-in-law, always made me feel welcome.
Where is the elusive Jimmy?
pmp=pee my pants y'all
Happy Birthday Dad! I'm grateful that the last thing I said to you was "I love you" and you said it back. And then you said "get the hell outta the way Barnaby Jones is on".
I sure wish Jer was funnier, she could clever her way out of a water balloon.
Good blog Joe-as usual the pics were great too. You really do look the most like Ed...just dont think that means you can call anytime for me to pick up orange juice, or your medicine or, run you to ER or get more candy for the candy jar.....he did enjoy his family, as long as there were no good TV shows on.
I tried twice yesterday to respond but couldn't get it to go through. I'm at Kris's so thught I would try again.
Loved the blog and the pictures. I think the picture of the dog was Dad's dog Tag. Is that right Aunt Bonnie? Miss you and love you Dad.
If the RV's a rocking don't come a knocking. Trust me, seeing something that gross could cause an imprint on the mind, that years of therapy would not erase.
What do you call movie about a vegetarian that lives in a RV?
Meatless in Biloxi
I remember the night he died. Of course I was the last one to talk to him alive. He said "sit down Jim, I want to tell you something" He wiped his brow with his hanky And he spoke I somehow knew what he was going to say was something important. He said " Jim I want to tell you what I really think of you and your brothers and sisters, of course you Jim are my favorite and now I will tell you what I think of your brothers and sisters" I hung his evry word.... Oh gotta go Karen's calling me I'll tell you the rest later
Jim should go back in hiding, his pathetic attemp at humor will bring jer to town for this disaster
Good one, Jay.
OK it is offical, the dogs name is TAG. I was wrong sorry.
It was not Jer like I first reported.
I wasn't born for another 15 years after the picture was taken.
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