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Happy Fathers Day

I had a very nice Fathers day.  My family went out of their way to make me feel loved and appreciated.  I got to see the Man of Steel movie with my son Justin.  Katy and I went to church at Coastal Community Church in West Ashley.  Pastor Chris spoke about what it means to be a real man.  My father is long gone.  James C Moffitt Sr adopted my sister Tanya and I from an orphanage in Germany when he and my mother were stationed in Frankfurt.  I will be forever thankful that my sister and I have been able to experience America.  Life could have been so much worse for us.  My adoptive father passed away in 1990 from lung cancer.

There is no such thing as a perfect parent.  None of us get instruction manuals with regards to how to raise children.  My father lost his dad to pneumonia early on in life so he was raised by his mother.  My father came from a family of 6 children.  Here are a couple of things that my father taught me which have stuck with me to this day.

  • If something is worth doing, it should be done right the first time
  • wish in one hand and poop in the other and see which one gets fuller the fastest
  • the Dallas Cowboys ARE the BEST Football team and you should support them  (I have since 69)
  • never tell me you are bored, I will find you something to do
  • if I ask you a question, I had better get an answer
  • never, ever lie to me

Here is a picture of my adoptive parents, Hedy and James Moffitt.  The basinet in the picture is the one they purchased for my son Jeremy who is now 26.  He was still a baby in this picture.

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Comments

  1. You forgot to mention what you won at church! Lol

    • Oh yeah…. I did forget huh… Every Sunday when we go to church everyone fills out a connect card. Then at the end of the service they had a drawing for three people to win stuff. I won the third prize. I always fill out my name with something silly. Something or someone from the past. Usually an old television actor or whatever. That day I picked Clem Kadiddlehopper. That was one of the characters from the Red Skelton show. Anyway, the pastor stumbled through the name and Katy hollered it out and I won a slab of ribs and two camouflage seat covers that I gave my son for his jeep.

  2. Happy Father’s Day, James. No parent is perfect, but your dad’s lessons are pretty solid.