March 5, 2013

Happy Birthday Poppy.

Today would have been my Dad's 70th Birthday.
The world lost a very good man too soon.
I was lucky enough to be his only child and got to enjoy:
 His warm singing voice and sweet guitar strumming,
His ability to write just what you needed to hear in a letter,
His hand on his belly deep down laugh,
His horrid "hobo hash" dinners when mom was out of town
(every can of beans in the cupboard thrown in a pot with salt),
And reversely His amazing Sunday waffles and fried eggs,
His weekend adventure drives to the sea to see if it was still there,
His "let's wait for the light to change" roadside photographic moments,
His father-daughter trips to ghost towns and islands with tandem bikes,
His true love of my Mom, His fierce protection of her, His family hug 'em ups,
His ability to admit mistakes and let them make him a better man,
His deep generosity of spirit, His open heart, His big bear hugs,
And His total love, which I never once questioned.

Judson Eugene Allen, you were a good good man.
Thank you for all that you were, all that you did,
the world is a better place for having had you in it.

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