Happy Birthday, Dad

from: Mugtoe

Oxsan was born in a farmhouse somewhere outside of Plainview, Texas on 4 May 1927 with no doctor present. Calvin Coolidge was president, and the Depression hadn't happened yet. I'm the luckiest guy in the world. I love my Dad, and he's my best friend. He loves me just the way I am. In spite of the differences between us, we seem to get along. We argue and fight, and sometimes it's hard living together, but there's nowhere else I'd rather be right now. Nobody took as much from that man in his life, and nobody ever stuck it out with me through the worst like he did. He takes a spill every now'n then, and he feels a little addled at times, but he's still my guiding star when I feel completely lost. And he is by far the kindest, most principled person it has ever been my honor to know and love. My father has been a teacher, an elder in the church, the best manager of people I ever knew, a loving husband and father to his family, and the best example of what it means to really live that I have ever had. It hasn't been easy living up to that mark, and I have admittedly fallen short. But he has never judged me for that. He just kept loving me no matter what. By his stripes all of us kids were healed and grown, and we all lean on him to this day in great measure. I can't write this without gettin all stupid and sloppy, but that doesn't matter much to me. There is no way that I can sweat enough here and do enough work to justify the time he gave, the love he gave and the things he put up with simply because it was the right thing to do. He continues to bear up under the strain of havin me as his youngest son and friend, and I hope that we have at least twenty more of these threads coming. What you may not know, Dad, is that it was you who taught me how to have a relationship with God that works. It was you who taught me about forgiveness and love. It was you who taught me that it is better to be happy than right, but that living right brings happiness regardless of circumstances. And it was you who taught me that my family is the best place to carry that message and live that ideal. I love you, Dad. Happy birthday. I know you hate this picture, but I love it. You are the nicest person I have ever known, even though you come off to other people as a real hardass sometimes. The hardest thing I've ever done in my life has been trying to direct the events of your own. I don't think I'm capable, but I know that I have the best example that anyone could ask for in the way you have lived and treated the people around you. You taught me about duty, accountability and faith. I may never measure up to that, but the mark you set is the best thing anyone ever did for me. http://spreadeagleranch.com/images/CT-mow3.jpg



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