Happy Fathers Day

My special guest blogger is my son Larry. He is an awsome father, husband, son , and soldier in the U.S. Army. I hope you enjoy this special tribute to his Dad.

Father’s day. The third best day of the year after Easter and Thanksgiving.
A day where dads all over America get to enjoy the fruits of their labor. The majority of us will spend the day grilling or spending time with there families. I am no different. The steaks are thawed, the beer is chilled and I have a movie picked out. The best part of all is that this year I get to spend this special day with my wife and two youngest kids. But my day will be incomplete. My oldest son isn’t here to celebrate with the rest of the family. He lives in Missouri with his grandparents while attending college. This would normally put a damper on my day, but at least he will have the chance to spend time with the greatest living father on earth. My dad. Garry Robert Barker….. A true man. A man worth following. A man I strive to be like every single day.
Just the other day I was sitting around drinking a couple of adult beverages (beer) with some coworkers when we started talking about Father’s Day and our dads. Everyone had good memories to share, but mine were the best. I’m not bragging. Just stating the truth. I was lucky to grow up in a home full of love, trust and friendship. My father is a dedicated husband, father, grandpa, military man and American. But most of all he is my best friend. I have nothing but great memories of the time spent with my dad.
A time remembered…. When I was younger the family would vacation in Oak Grove, MO. Both my parents were in the military and we spend our vacations visiting family in Missouri. Most of the time we would stay at Grandma’s house where I was a holy terror. I had so much energy that dad would take me outside and race me around the block. (I know that most who know him find this difficult to believe:) He would give me a head start and race me barefoot. I never had a chance. This happened every summer until I was about ten. I never won. It wasn’t until I was older that I realized that my dad hated running with a passion. He wasn’t a little guy and I am sure that the races hurt his feet, knees and back. But he sure enjoyed rubbing in the win. 🙂
I am told that the older I get the more I act like my father. This is the greatest compliment you can ever give me. I am the man I am today because of my father’s influence.
Dad… I miss and love you very much. Hope you have a happy Father’s Day! You are the greatest father in the world.

3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. tsonoda148
    Jun 19, 2011 @ 02:29:20

    What a truly beautiful tribute! I have tears. Just lovely!


  2. Babe's Place
    Jun 19, 2011 @ 11:27:39

    Happy. Father’s. Day to you too my son. I love you. Mom


  3. Garry
    Jun 27, 2011 @ 17:42:21

    Happy Fathers day to you son. You make me proud. Loe you, I’ll see you in a few weeks.



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