Friday, June 16, 2006

My Daddy

Thank you, Les, for sending me the following in recognition of Father's Day:

When I was:

Four years old: My daddy can do anything.

Five years old: My daddy knows a whole lot.

Six years old: My dad is smarter than your dad.

Eight years old: My dad doesn't know exactly everything.

Ten years old: In the olden days, when my dad grew up,
things were sure different.

Twelve years old: Oh, well, naturally, Dad doesn't know
anything about that. He is too old to remember his
childhood.

Fourteen years old: Don't pay any attention to my dad. He is
so old-fashioned.

Twenty-one years old: Him? My Lord, he's hopelessly out of
date.

Twenty-five years old: Dad knows about it, but then he
should, because he has been around so long.

Thirty years old: Maybe we should ask Dad what he thinks.
After all, he's had a lot of experience.

Thirty-five years old: I'm not doing a single thing until I
talk to Dad.

Forty years old: I wonder how Dad would have handled it. He
was so wise.

Fifty years old: I'd give anything if Dad were here now so I
could talk this over with him. Too bad I didn't appreciate
how smart he was. I could have learned a lot from him.

Writer Unknown


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