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Showing posts with label Father's Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Father's Day. Show all posts
Monday, June 11, 2018
I'd Drink to That!! June 10-17: Jerky Day
JUNE 10, SUNDAY-- Nursing Assistants Day** Rose (Wine) Day** Maybe. Iced Tea Day** We had that and a lot of food goodies in Pontiac, Illinois.
JUNE 11, MONDAY-- b German Chocolate Cake Day** Corn On the Cob Day*8 Do you eat it straight across or around?
JUNE 12, TUESDAY-- Red Rose Day** Jerky Day**
JUNE 13, WEDNESDAY-- Weed Your Garden Day** Too late, they already won.
JUNE 14, THURSDAY-- Bourbon Day*8 I have developed a taste for this. And, we were just in Bourbon, Missouri. Home of those giant water towers of BOURBON. Flag Day** I'll be hoisting mine.
JUNE 15, FRIDAY-- Lobster Day** Photography Day** Flip Flop Day** Comfortable sometimes.
JUNE 16, SATURDAY-- World Sea Turtle Day** This from a guy who used to have a place at Topsail Beach, N.C., with all those sea turtles.
JUNE 17, SUNDAY-- Father's Day** For the guys who don't just donate sperm. but raise the kids. Apple Strudel Day**
--RoadTurtle
CUSTOMER GUIDE TO SUPERMARKET CHECKOUT: When in the ten-items-or-less line and you have 12-20 items, always ask the clerk if it's okay.
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Ten Dad Songs
I just posted these songs on my RoadLog, but since this is such a major music blog, I'm going to type it up again.
These songs were played on Bob Stroud's Ten at Ten on WDRV-Fm in Chicago.
CAT'S IN THE CRADLE-- Harry Chapin
COME TO PAPA-- Bob Seger
PAPA'S GOT A BRAND NEW BAG-- James Brown
DADDY, YOU'RE A FOOL TO CRY-- Rolling Stones
FUN FUN FUN-- Beach Boys-- (Until Daddy gets the keys to the T-Bird away, anyway.)
SUGAR DADDY-- Fleetwood Mac
PAPA WAS A ROLLING STONE-- Temptations
MY FATHER'S EYES-- Eric Clapton
FATHER TO SON-- Cat Stevens
WALK LIKE A MAN-- Bruce Springsteen
And, let's not forget those two father-daughter dance songs "Daddy's Little Girl" and "Butterfly Kisses."
It's a Daddy Thing. --RoadDog
These songs were played on Bob Stroud's Ten at Ten on WDRV-Fm in Chicago.
CAT'S IN THE CRADLE-- Harry Chapin
COME TO PAPA-- Bob Seger
PAPA'S GOT A BRAND NEW BAG-- James Brown
DADDY, YOU'RE A FOOL TO CRY-- Rolling Stones
FUN FUN FUN-- Beach Boys-- (Until Daddy gets the keys to the T-Bird away, anyway.)
SUGAR DADDY-- Fleetwood Mac
PAPA WAS A ROLLING STONE-- Temptations
MY FATHER'S EYES-- Eric Clapton
FATHER TO SON-- Cat Stevens
WALK LIKE A MAN-- Bruce Springsteen
And, let's not forget those two father-daughter dance songs "Daddy's Little Girl" and "Butterfly Kisses."
It's a Daddy Thing. --RoadDog
To Our Dads
This Father's Day, Liz and I are without ours, as we have been since 1997.
My dad died in 1997 at age 69. He would have been 83 this year. I was really hoping to get to enjoy his company after my retirement, but it was not to be. He is the reason I am such a Civil War buff and newspaper reader among other things. he is the reason I still have the junior in my signature.
He worked most of his career with the Quaker Oats Company, which is how I ended up in Illinois (the home office is in Chicago).
However, he was not into music at all and was always after me while growing up for buying too many records. I sure liked to rub it in with how much money I was making off those worthless records while I was deejaying.
Liz's dad, Ambrose, would have been 100 this coming July. I really got along with him and have missed him since he died in 1986 at age 75.
He owned a small corner store in Chicago and worked for General Finance Corporation before retiring.
Sure Miss You and Still Thinking About Both of You.
My dad died in 1997 at age 69. He would have been 83 this year. I was really hoping to get to enjoy his company after my retirement, but it was not to be. He is the reason I am such a Civil War buff and newspaper reader among other things. he is the reason I still have the junior in my signature.
He worked most of his career with the Quaker Oats Company, which is how I ended up in Illinois (the home office is in Chicago).
However, he was not into music at all and was always after me while growing up for buying too many records. I sure liked to rub it in with how much money I was making off those worthless records while I was deejaying.
Liz's dad, Ambrose, would have been 100 this coming July. I really got along with him and have missed him since he died in 1986 at age 75.
He owned a small corner store in Chicago and worked for General Finance Corporation before retiring.
Sure Miss You and Still Thinking About Both of You.
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