Monday, March 17, 2008
Here he is, doing a few of the things he did best...talking, drinking a beer and smoking a cigarette. Hi Dad!
Today would've been his 66th birthday. Yup, an Irish guy born on St Patrick's Day. Granted, the Irishness was pretty distant, but my dad still loved his St Patrick's Day birthday. He always wore green on St Patrick's Day. My grandfather, on the other hand, refused to wear green. We may be Irish, but we're not Catholic, and my grandfather was contrary. However, my dad didn't care... in fact, he was agnostic. He just liked to celebrate his birthday by wearing green and eating corned beef. And drinking a few beers and smoking more than a few cigarettes. And, since my dad's nickname was Sam, one year my mom even made green eggs and ham (and green grits, 'cause my dad was also from Mississippi) for his birthday breakfast.
So I've got my green on. And if I'm really lucky, my mom might cook some corned beef and leave some in our fridge. The beer and cigs, though? Gross!
Finally, in honor of my dad (and Amy, who came up with the idea) here are Three Things I Learned from My Dad:
- Just say no. This was an indirect lesson, as he had a hard time saying no. My dad died at the age of 53 from esophageal and brain cancer, a result of a few too many beers and cigarettes.
- It's okay to not believe in god.
- A sense of humor is important. Especially if you grew up with my dad.