What Special Things Remind You of Your Dad?

kitchenaid-mixer

So Many Possibilities

Reposted from Father’s Day 2011-so if you’ve been following me all this time, you’ve seen it before.

What My Dad Gave Me in 1986

There was a time when we lived in Kentucky and the kids were young,  I used this Kitchen-Aid stand mixer almost everyday. It still works perfectly. I wanted this mixer so badly when we returned after living in Germany for 3 years. I don’t remember any color choice except white or off-white/almond?  A couple of years ago I asked for a new beater as the old one’s coating had started to peel.  The dough hook, the whisk like beater beats egg whites to stand in peaks in short order.  All so useful and good.    Laura was just turning three when he got it and now she’ll be 27 in a couple of months. I used to ask each child what kind of cake they wanted for their birthday.  That year Laura asked for a “Piggy Cake” although I am not sure why. Mark asked for a State of Kentucky cake and Matthew a GI-Joe cake. Good thing  my friend J and I took a class in Cake Decorating in Grafenwoehr!

I was thinking about what to post for Father’s Day this year to remember my dad. This gift from him has mixed a lot of cake batter and bread dough in our house.  Last year I posted a slideshow of my dad’s life in a minute.  This year I’m posting a photo of his generous present that’s been well used and appreciated.

He’s been gone almost nine years.  Missing him everyday, not just today. What special things remind you of your father?

Update:  It will be fifteen years my dad’s been gone- come October. 

AND The Kitchen-Aid still works perfectly!

Our Dad’s Shoes

-are at my sister’s in NYC and they’re on top of our grandmother’s mirror. Nostalgia post 2

Worn such a long time ago.

 

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Roy Joseph Hendricks

Born in Farmersville, Illinois February 26,1912

 

(Different shoes in the photo)

Horse Piss Beer Near Lexington KY- Guest Blog

There- I put it right in the title – Horse Piss Beer-  so there are no surprises about the photo of the day.  I try to keep things family friendly on the blog but this is about family.

My son Mark is on business in Kentucky and sent me this on the phone tonight.  He’s near Lexington.  I love when my family sends me a photo and says “for the blog” and the other reason I’m posting-

My dad always told us that beer tasted like horse piss.  I think that was to make us not want to drink it.  Now he was born in 1912 in Farmersville Illinois and grew up on a farm that included horses but I doubt he actually tasted the urine from any horse. My parents didn’t drink but my father’s father surely did and that is why my dad did not.  So maybe he knew what he was talking about, the taste was like the scent?  One of the reviews of the beer said it smells like tomatoes.

This is not an endorsement for drinking this golden colored brew ( I went and read a few reviews and am not seeking a sample!) but their website states

“Horse Piss Beer is dedicated to helping others.  A percentage of the sales of the beer and merchandise will be donated to help disabled jockeys and adoption programs for our equine friends.”

My father and his warnings about the taste of beer made me feel my dad was sending me a message with Mark’s photo. Seriously.  And so I share it with you.

Horse Piss Beer

 

and a photo I took in a backyard at a birthday party almost two weeks ago (thanks BJ and T)

Horsehoes

 

Ninety Years in Not Quite 1 Minute- My Dad

Roy Joseph Hendricks

Born in Farmersville, Illinois February 26, 1912-

October 26, 2002- (Remains in Pleasant Valley, CT)

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  Eastern Redbud planted in my backyard in memory of my parents by friend Ginny N.