tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-452921426943353710.post3894863215170149539..comments2023-04-02T02:47:36.136-07:00Comments on LaurieBee's Family Hive: Dad Didn't Make 89, But He Does Live OnLaurieBeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05775330125241169338noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-452921426943353710.post-15136519423030197782010-06-11T22:57:51.983-07:002010-06-11T22:57:51.983-07:00I remember the baby baths. They continued as the ...I remember the baby baths. They continued as the kids got a little older too. Molly and Hannah's last memory of their Grandpa Janes is a bathtub memory. We stopped in Reno to spend the night with Mom and Dad on our way to Idaho to visit Danny's folks. Dad gave the girls a bubble bath with some pretty snazy bubble bath that someone had given Mom. While the girls soaked, he made them his famous vanilla milkshakes and took them in to the girls. They've never forgotten drinking milkshakes in the bubble bath. We were only in Idaho a couple of days when we were called back to Reno because Dad was in the hospital not expected to live.LaurieBeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05775330125241169338noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-452921426943353710.post-88957841590254051492010-06-11T21:13:54.825-07:002010-06-11T21:13:54.825-07:00I remember Dad lying on a couch that was too short...I remember Dad lying on a couch that was too short for him (and he was only 5'8") with his legs hanging over the end, reading "The Night the Ghost Got In" by James Thurber. It is a short story which had been printed in Reader's Digest. He was laughing hysterically, and there were tears running down his face. When he finished the story, he decided to read it to the whole family. He was laughing so hard he was gasping for air and drooling. None of us could understand what he was saying, so we just sat there and laughed at him laughing. On two different occasions, later, I checked the story out of the library, and I somehow just could never get as tickled about reading it as he did!<br /><br />As for grandchildren, do you remember how Dad used to play with the babies during their bath? He'd turn the cold water on so it was a really fine, but steady stream and then he'd make a circle with his thumb and index finger and go up and down that stream of water without getting his fingers wet? Well, Joshua was born seven months AFTER Dad passed away, and one night I was watching him as he played in the tub, and he wanted the water on. I turned on a fine stream of water so he didn't freeze to death, and all of a sudden he was running his fingers up and down the stream the way Dad used to. It suddenly occurred to me, that while Josh was waiting to come to earth, Dad was up there playing water games with him!Cheri Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09667326473998749250noreply@blogger.com