Today is the 6th Anniversary of my Dad's passing. I'm aware of what today is, but I don't necessarily associate today with him. When I think of my Dad, I think of mainly two things: The Store and The Farm.
My parents moved from Memphis back to Parsons in 1970 and bought the Western Auto store on Main Street. Later, Jones Furniture was added which also included hunting supplies - as seen in this great picture. All of us kids grew up working at The Store while in high school and college. I loved it....though not as much at the time. I loved all the people that came in just to talk and eat lunch. I loved all the hunters that came in to brag or talk 'smack'. I especially loved watching my Daddy as he was in his element. He spoke to everyone, knew most by name, he was the ultimate salesman and wise businessman.
I also have many fond memories of my Dad at The Farm, a piece of property on the river that has been in our family for many years. This is where on Sunday afternoons I learned to drive our truck while dodging cows, plowing through mud puddles and traveling where there was no road. I loved the farm because it was the one place that Dad and I went, just the two of us. I learned to shoot a rifle and spent many weekends on the river 'bumping the bottom for catfish'.
This is one of My Favorite Pictures of Dad and myself with Aunt Ruth.
So, as I think about today I'm sad that my children never knew him but I'm thankful that God has given me so many precious memories of my wonderful Dad.
Jenna has been asking to have a lemonade stand. So I finally decided to 'help'. We got our chairs. 
We waited for our 'customers' and I listened as my children yelled out "Lemonade...lemonade for sell." I'm sure our neighbors loved the screaming, but hey, for the low, low price of 10 cents they could have enjoyed a tasty drink. 
Since we are blessed to live on the same street as many other families from our church, we had a few customers. 
