Friday, August 27, 2010
My Pal
Yesterday when I came home from work my pal was waiting for me. I thought she was telling me that we needed to go to the lake and spend the night. I was thinking to myself that I had a plethora of things to do, but spending the night at the lake sounds just great! Well, I went downstairs and got a sleeping bag, a lawn chair (for relaxation) and an ice chest. I filled that ice chest full of coke and dog biscuits and some fried chicken. It had been quite a while since we had taken a ride so we packed up and left.
We drove to the lake. It was a little windy. Then we remembered the "Walden Pond" people who run the Kirwin National Wildlife Refuge do not allow camping at the lake so Maddie and I packed up and headed back. I think she was thinking, "Well, I bet we could just sleep out on the deck in the backyard." When we got home we set up shop on the deck. It was just too noisy to sleep. So inside we went.
I made us some stovetop somores and a little warm chocolate milk and we both went to sleep on the living room floor.
What an adventure!!
My Name
I think that I have been told that my older brother John was named after our Great Grandfathers, John Keesee and Eli Haskett. My middle name is the same as my Dad's. Our name gives others something to call us and it is something that when we hear it we understand that we are being called.
I get questions sometimes about my name. "Do you want to be called Bob or Robert." I am sometimes asked. I usually explain that I think if my Mom introduced me to someone my name was Robert. If my Dad was the one who was presenting me to someone, my name was Bob. I remember a very scary day when I was enrolling in Junior High School (that was what it was called back then) my Mom was asked the question of what I wanted to be called. We looked at each other and said Robert. So nearly everyone who went to school with me from that time on called me Robert. Coaches usually call you by your last name, so the boys I was on the football or basketball team with called me Keesee. When I was in college, most people called me Keesee. My Grandma Keesee called me Bobby. I still have some of my cousins that call be Bobby. Megan and Clint sometimes call me Bobby. Sharlene calls me Bob and Honey, of course, and sometimes other things that we will not go into now. I bet my Dad introduced her to me. I have been called a plethora of names including Koozie, Kooz, Keez and Bert. Kandi, who works with me in the afternoon, just calls me Boss. My girls call me Dad and Daddy. All of the names mean something special to me.
Now, I guess, I am acquiring a new name. It is Pappy. I am a grandpa, being called Pappy. That is pretty cool and so is the sweet little one who is the reason I have the new name.
My Little Girl
Most of you know that I love music. I love country, jazz, classical - just about anything. I love strings, brass, and voices. I have been known to say in the middle of some conversation, "...that reminds me of a song." Well, I have certain songs that are just special to me. Dolly Parton's, "I Will Always Love You", Crystal Gayle's "When I Dream", The Statler Brothers singing "You are My Sunshine" and John Denver singing "Back Home Again" are just a few of my many "favorite" songs. Each one brings a special thought to my mind when I hear them.
There are certain songs that remind me of certain people. Many of those special songs remind me of my girls. "In My Daughter's Eyes" and "My Little Girl" are a couple of those songs that remind me of my daughters. I think of Pam when I hear "Why Haven't I Heard from You" and "This Kiss." I think of Annie and Pam when I hear "Grandpa (Tell us about the good old days). I think of Jacqueline when I hear "I'm Already There." (As a side note Annie and Sharlene have one song that is very special to the two of them.) But when I hear "In My Daughter's Eyes" and "My Little Girl" it makes me think of all three of them. These songs make me feel so special to have had the privilege to be my girls' Dad.
This morning I heard the song, "My Little Girl" on the radio. There is a part in that song that talks about being beautiful from the outside in. I belive that I have three beautiful daughters. I also believe that they are beautiful inside and outside. Their Mother played a big part on that inner and outer beauty.
Sharlene and I have a new little granddaughter, Chloe. She is so cute, so smart, so funny and so entertaining. (Grandpas say these things.) I believe she will grow up to be a beautiful young lady. I believe that her parents will also help her to grow up to be just as beautiful on the inside as she is on the outside.
In the song, "My Little Girl" it says that the little girl, "...will always be my little girl." I do not care what my daughthers say, they will always be my little girls. This little Chloe, and the new grandchildren that are on the way, will always be the "little girl(s)(and soon to be little boy) who is the little girl of My Little Girl.
Hope it makes sense.
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