Ole Joe Clark
Absent Comrade
Good Morning,
Wishing all of you a blessed Sabbath and a Happy Father's Day to all the Dads and Precious Memories of the ones that are no longer with us.
When I text our Daughters, I get a kick out of ending it with "Dad." They make me proud most of the time, like me they are not perfect, but more so than I am.
I hope you had a good week, ours was a busy one. Unplanned Dental appointments, and such. If medications and related health costs weren't so much, I could afford another Smith & Wesson revolver or three. But, I can't and won't complain, I am so blessed with a wonderful family, a decent place to live and a few close friends that I treasure.
My lovely wife is feeling much better, getting stronger every day, thank God. If she feels up to it, I might get a homemade lemon pound cake after while. As Grandpa Jones used to say: "yum yum."
The mater plants are covered with tomatoes and blooms, it's become a game to see who finds and counts the most new tomatoes, between the MBH and I. Like the monkey that cut his tail off: "It won't be long now" until I will get to indulge in a tomato sandwich, and a slice of tomato in a fresh homemade biscuit. Nothing better food wise, in this world.
Ya'll enjoy your Dad today, if you don't get to visit him, at least call and tell him you love him. Mine has been gone almost 67 years, but I still miss him.
Have a blessed day,
Leon
Jess Sims, March 1904-August 1953
Wishing all of you a blessed Sabbath and a Happy Father's Day to all the Dads and Precious Memories of the ones that are no longer with us.
When I text our Daughters, I get a kick out of ending it with "Dad." They make me proud most of the time, like me they are not perfect, but more so than I am.
I hope you had a good week, ours was a busy one. Unplanned Dental appointments, and such. If medications and related health costs weren't so much, I could afford another Smith & Wesson revolver or three. But, I can't and won't complain, I am so blessed with a wonderful family, a decent place to live and a few close friends that I treasure.
My lovely wife is feeling much better, getting stronger every day, thank God. If she feels up to it, I might get a homemade lemon pound cake after while. As Grandpa Jones used to say: "yum yum."
The mater plants are covered with tomatoes and blooms, it's become a game to see who finds and counts the most new tomatoes, between the MBH and I. Like the monkey that cut his tail off: "It won't be long now" until I will get to indulge in a tomato sandwich, and a slice of tomato in a fresh homemade biscuit. Nothing better food wise, in this world.
Ya'll enjoy your Dad today, if you don't get to visit him, at least call and tell him you love him. Mine has been gone almost 67 years, but I still miss him.
Have a blessed day,
Leon

Jess Sims, March 1904-August 1953