In the Words of a Youngster |
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4 Years: My Daddy can do anything. 7 Years: My Dad know a lot, a whole lot. 11 Years: My Father doesnt know everything. 13 Years: Oh well, naturally, Father doesnt know everything. 16 Years: Father? Hopelessly old-fashioned. 19 Years: Oh that man is out of date. What did you expect? 25 Years: He knows a little bit about it, but not much. 30 Years: Must find out what Dad thinks about it. 35 Years: A little patience, lets get Dads meaning first. 50 Years: What would Dad have thought about it? 60 Years: My Dad knew literally everything. 65 Years: I wish I could talk it over with Dad once more. |
My family has this hanging in our kitchen and has for a number of years. It's always meant a lot to me and I think it's right on target except that for some of us, the timeline is a little quicker. We recently lost our father, Joseph Lee Kidwell, and this little poem has come to mean even more to me. I'm now 34 and I think constantly, I wish I could talk it over with Dad once more. |