Happy Father's Day

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My Dad's last job before he passed away in 1994, was delivering for a small local bakery.
He would go in around midnight, load up his truck, and drive to stores and restaurants,
with all manner of baked goods.

On occasion, I would go with him to help him load his truck. I wasn't always pleased
to do it, because I was a lazy college bum. Now I would give anything to go back to
those days..

Walking into the bakery, the wonderful smell of freshly baked pastries, donuts, bread,
was intoxicating. My Dad would let me have a fresh bowtie or donut as we loaded the
brown boxes into his truck. Then he would leave to do his route and I would drive home.
I wish I had helped him more often.

I love you Dad, I miss you.

Happy Father's Day

Love,
Kevin

[NatureJunkie]

He probably knew you'd miss those moments at some time in the future, Kevin. He probably had moments like that with his own parents. Most of us don't figure out the preciousness of them until we reach middle age.

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Thanks NJ, I hope you're right. I did have one small epiphany when I was helping my Dad. One of the other men who was loading his truck said he wished his son would help him. It made me aware of the greater significance of those moments.

[Jim]

What a nice job, delivering bakery items! Great smells, light loads...and people are usually happy to see the "bread man" coming.

Kevin, my son and I are fortunate enough to be able to spend a lot of time together. I treasure these opportunities to hang with him, because I know they aren't going to last forever.

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Jim, I hope you have many more of those moments. Once, a few years before my Dad passed, he paid a surprise visit to me at my job. I sent him away because I was "busy". I would give my life to go back and welcome him and take him to lunch. Never give up an opportunity to spend time with your loved ones. Once lost, they can't be retrieved.