Missing Dad on Father’s Day


“When my father didn’t have my hand, he had my back.”                                                     – Linda Poindexter

Today is the second Father’s Day without my Dad. How I wish he were still here, in the flesh, so I could tell him once again how much I love him, how much I learned from him over the years, how grateful I am for everything he’s done for me and everything he’s instilled in me, and how fortunate I am that God chose him to be my earthly father because he was an incredible role-model on what it is to be a good person.


I think about you all the time Dad. Especially now with the weather so perfect, because I know if you were here you be where you most loved to be: sitting on my deck, watching the squirrels and the birds and the trees. I used to get a kick out of how you’d count and keep a running total of the number of doves in the tree. The deck just isn’t the same without you…

When I was looking around online to find the poem I wanted to include in this post, I found one that reminded me of the day I had the three big pine trees on the side of my driveway cut down. The sap that dripped from them constantly made a mess of my truck. So many times Dad and I cleaned that sticky gooey sap off my windshield — it was so thick we had to use a razor blade! The morning the crew came to cut those aggravating pines down, my Dad wanted to watch; I grabbed him a chair so he could get a good view of the take-down. He was so into it, it made me giggle.


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To My Father

By Georgia Harkness

A giant pine, magnificent and old
Stood staunch against the sky and all around
Shed beauty, grace and power.
Within its fold birds safely reared their young.
The velvet ground beneath was gentle,
and the cooling shade gave cheer to passersby.
Its towering arms a landmark stood, erect and unafraid,
As if to say, “Fear naught from life’s alarms.”

It fell one day.
Where it had dauntless stood was loneliness and void.
But men who passed paid tribute – and said,
“To know this life was good,
It left its mark on me. Its work stands fast.”
And so it lives. Such life no bonds can hold –
This giant pine, magnificent and old.



And Happy Father’s Day to all the Dads out there! Enjoy every moment you share with them.

“Perhaps they are not stars in the sky, but rather openings where our loved ones shine down to let us know they are happy.” – Eskimo Proverb



Father’s Day

This is my first Father’s Day without my Dad. He passed in October and I think about him every single day. I miss him. A lot.

Last Father’s Day, he was here, at my house and it was the first Father’s Day in a number of years that we were actually in the same place together. I didn’t realize it then but it was the last Father’s Day I’d ever have with him.

I don’t remember the date but it was sometime last year. My Dad wanted a pair of cowboy boots. I don’t know why. He couldn’t get around much and really didn’t go anywhere anymore. He had had a gorgeous pair of snakeskin boots that never fit him right and I ended up selling them for him.

Dad’s snakeskin cowboy boots

I think he just wanted to own another pair. So I took him down to Cavender’s Boot City here in Austin and I helped him try on a number of different kinds of boots. We didn’t find one pair that he could get his foot into because he had such a high instep and would’ve required custom boots, but I think it just satisfied him that we tried. And he got to shop around and look at all the leather belts and the cowboy hats. We left the store not buying a thing but I know he enjoyed our little adventure out that afternoon.

These pictures were taken back in North Carolina in 2009. My Mom and I were in the car, just about to back out of the driveway and Dad was standing there to see us off. I looked up and just thought he was so cute standing there in his cowboy hat. I grabbed my camera real quick and snapped a few pics through the windshield. I’m so glad I did. These are my favorite four photos of him. I’ve always wondered what he was looking up at in the sky…

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And now I look up at him in the sky…


I love you forever.

You’re always in my heart and

I hope you hear me talking to you and thinking about you every day.

I miss you so much!



Happy Father’s Day to all the great dads out there!




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Happy Father’s Day to all the Dads out there. Today is a special day to recognize and celebrate all the amazing fathers…and I’m here to recognize and celebrate mine.

Many of you know that my parents have been visiting me since November. They came down to spend the winter with me but my mom ended up having open heart surgery in February, plus three other surgery procedures, so their stay has been extended.

And I have to say that I am thrilled that they are here for such an extended time! I feel so blessed to be able to spend all this quality time with them. My Dad and I have shared some special times, like a few weeks ago when I took him out to breakfast, just the two of us. We’re going back to his favorite local restaurant this coming Wednesday too.

Dad and I spent Memorial Day binge-watching episodes of Tour of Duty…and it was so cool listening to his stories comparing what he did in the Korean War and the old-time equipment that they used (he was a Forward Observer, sighting the enemy and communicating back to the troops on the front lines in Korea) and how it was so different from what they were doing and using in the Vietnam War. He’s blown away by what they use today! Hearing him tell those stories of long ago is so interesting.

We’ve spent time talking about his childhood and growing up years; he telling stories over the dinner table about his first jobs, which I found fascinating. I especially liked hearing about the times that he spent with me when I was a baby.

For all this time together, I am forever grateful. He’ll be celebrating his 88th birthday next month!

To the man who was my first love, my first hero, a great provider and an incredible father:


I Love You Dad!

Ed Truhlik

Dad and Luca – June 2016