Sunday, June 20, 2010

Today is Father’s Day and I would like to share one of my happiest moments in my life.

I was7 years old and hated school. So I convinced a friend of man to miss the bus to school.

He did and here we were, a pair of hooligans. We had not been home 15 minutes, when my Dad pulled in the driveway.

He was a rural, way out in the country, mail carrier. He did not want to take us to school, so we rode with him on his route.

It was the best day of my life, we ate hot dogs for lunch and ice cream for a snack It was great until we got home around 6 p.m.

Our mother’s were fit to be tied. They hugged us and then they spanked us because, my Dad had not left them a note saying where we were.

So when they got home and we were not on the bus, they thought something was wrong.

They were waiting until daddy came home before calling the police.

It was still the best day of my life, even though I was grounded from playing with my best friend for a month and my Mom would take me to school from then on.

Lord, let us be assured, that no matter where we are You always know where we are. Amen!!!


RL.

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