Since today is my late dad's birthday, I thought I would go and visit my parents gravesite.
I try to visit my parents on their birthdays, mother's day and father's day.
Back in the day when they were alive I would visit them and they would always feed me and when I would leave to go home my dad would make sure to give me somethings of what he had. Like salt crackers, bananas, those wrapped small pies. I always was let go with some kind of care package. Well those are good memories.
One memory that I have, was that my dad just bought a brand new TV. Well, this was when they switched from analog to digital TV. So my dad plugged it in and connected the antenna, but no picture.
He got real mad and my mom called me saying, David, can you come over, Dad just bought a TV and he can't make it work and is yelling all over the house saying, I bought this TV and I can't even use it.
Of course I would come over, I knew that things are different now and you do have to program the TV to get the channels. I knew that cause even my friends had a hard time with the switch of analog to digital, so by helping them, I could help my dad.
Really you just have to read the instructions, but that was not how it was in the olden days, just plug and play and adjust the antenna. Well, my dad was happy that the TV really did work.
It was my dad, that first got me interested into looking into the Bible, as he used to read the Bible a lot and before I knew it, he was talking in tongues, a gift of the Spirit.
Well, after awhile I was reading the Bible and after awhile I was speaking in tongues, a gift of the Spirit.
Other things my dad taught me was to work in the fields. Yes, when I was young I would pick onions, cucumbers, strawberries, grapes, etc. Well by being young and working the fields taught me discipline, after high school, I got a job at McDonalds. Well to some McDonalds was hard, but to me McDonalds was easy compared to working the fields.
So I thank my dad for teaching me to work the fields.
Anther memory is helping my dad when he was fixing the car. I learned a lot from holding the flash light on the engine, apart from my dad yelliing at me for shining the light in the wrong place, there were times when my dad would tell me things, like make sure the battery connectors are tight, but not too tight.
That information helped me out a lot. One time I drove to a place and cut off the engine, but when I tried to start it again, nothing would happen, what was wrong?
Well I open up the hood and I do find the battery connector was loose on its positive side. Well, if my dad didn't tell me such things, I would even know that was the problem, it saved me from calling AAA. I just went into my trunk and pulled out a 10 mm wrench and tightened up the posititive connector and it started right up.
Well, I have a lot of fond memories of me and my dad, but let me end now.
Thanks Dad for all the lessons that you taught me.
Let's end with a scripture, Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it. Proverbs 22:6.
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Thank you, David.
Image is mine, taken with my Samsung Galaxy Note 9.