96 years young! That's the milestone my family celebrates today with my dad, Mr. W.R. Walton. Oh yeah, and Father's Day to a father of six, grandfather of 12, and great grandfather of six with one on the way.
I treasure a lot of things about my good dad but one in particular is that he's been around a really long time. He has lived during such a different time and remembers and understands life before phones (land line and cell), television, and computers. He has experienced a way of life that young people today are searching and yearning for........simplicity and clarity of what's really important in life.
Something I'm really grateful for is that Dad wrote down and made copies of his autobiography about ten years ago so we, his forebears, can have a taste of what it was like when he was growing up.
So yesterday most of the family descended on Whitesboro and celebrated. We caught up with each other, laughed and talked with Dad, and eagerly soaked in the antics and activities of part of the newest generation, Clara (7 mo.) and Jayna (2 1/2 yrs.). And we posed. And smiled even though we were being barraged by mosquitoes.
And then we couldn't go without the obligatory sibling picture, minus Linda. Pretty soon, if we're not careful, when it comes to age, it's gonna be hard to tell the dad from the kids.
Happy Birthday and Father's Day Dad!
