If only Dad could be here...407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡANe5yZUGyv
By Edith Patterson Hill, Rockford, Illinois407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEcGhmEztiC
My father was a keen observer of human nature. 407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ20zNgZpEPD
Within seconds of meeting someone, he could summarize their 407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpc5quFnOX7
strengths and weaknesses. It was always a challenge to see if any of my ,407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq0yKpSDZlE
boyfriends would pass the paternity test. No one did. Dad was always right - they didn't pass my test either. When Father died, I wondered how to figure it out myself. Then Jack arrived. He was different than any other man I had met. He could sit at the piano bench with my mother for , hours and discuss , obscure composers. My brother Rick loudly announced to that Jack was no turkey like the other boys I brought home. My sister Denise used to laugh with her about the old 407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs2dEZIXzTK
Danny Kaye movies. And Jack was great with my mentally challenged brother 407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPTT6KJDCrL
Chuck. At one point, Chuck put his greasy hands, fresh off a cheeseburger, on 407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI8yyTeGq7l
Jack's shoulders, kissed his cheek with ketchup-coated lips, and called him by the wrong name, exclaiming, "Ah, Jeff, I love ya. !" Jack didn't miss it. you, George!" 407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcYEV5wKuZT
Jack passed my family test. What about Dad? Then came the weekend of my mother's birthday. Jack came from his home in Milwaukee to Chicago. On the day he had to drive, I got a call: "Don't worry," he said, "but I was in an accident." His car had suspended; when he stopped, another car hit. "I'm fine, but you have to come to me." Thank God she's fine, I thought as I drove to Milwaukee. When we got there, we rushed to flower shop to get something for mom. "What about gardenias?" Jack said showing a beautiful white bodice. 407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoOGlElloKT
"You never see them this time of year," I said. Flower shop put a corsage in a box.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSzjYyk1ZwO
During the trip, Jack was unusually calm. "Are you 407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ42LkZgmQqs
right?" I asked. We drove to my mother's street. 407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsHIAjoiaPH
"I've been thinking a lot," he said. "I might be in the 407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgffN4RtdRA
movement." Moving? When did he tell me that? When did he pack ? 407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJh3pnDDxtO
Then he added: "Moreover, to you." I almost put the car on the pavement. "What?" I asked. "I think we should get married," he said. He told me that he was planning a great restaurant, but after 's accident, he decided to do it now. "Yes," I whispered 407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDxammI3rxH
. We both sat speechless, tears streaming down our cheeks, unable to speak. I have never felt such a tender moment. If only Dad was here to give the final approval. 407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUQ2GHhg903
"Oh, let's just go in," Jack said with a laugh. We got out of the car and he walked down the driveway carrying the Corsa. My mother opened the door. "Happy birthday!" we shouted. Jack pushed the box towards him. He opened it. 407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNaONAXe7b7
Suddenly his eyes filled with tears. Jack and I looked at each other . "Mom, what's wrong?" I asked. "I'm sorry," she said, wiping her eyes. "This is only the 407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡv8viAkRnvw
th gardenia corsilla I have ever received. I received years ago, long before I had children." "By whom?" I asked. "Your father," said mother. "He gave me one right before # when we got engaged." My eyes locked on Jack as I blinked back 407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8KUbYmHQDe
tears. Dad's test? I knew Jack had passed.407Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnVhmWCgikC
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