tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36779894.post3247200184265849439..comments2023-11-05T06:51:59.897-05:00Comments on Louie Pit Bull (and Ollie Beagle): SIXTY-NINE, MANUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36779894.post-13320934433415945552009-01-06T19:47:00.000-05:002009-01-06T19:47:00.000-05:00Wishing your Dad a heavenly one, too!Wishing your Dad a heavenly one, too!Real Live Lesbianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09272384473977144125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36779894.post-87900513810379303672009-01-06T10:40:00.000-05:002009-01-06T10:40:00.000-05:00He thanks ya, JenBun.=o)He thanks ya, JenBun.<BR/><BR/>=o)Adamity73https://www.blogger.com/profile/15099910386253671313noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36779894.post-10479579901415528862009-01-05T17:56:00.000-05:002009-01-05T17:56:00.000-05:00Happy Birthday to the Adam-Daddy!Smiles from heave...Happy Birthday to the Adam-Daddy!<BR/><BR/>Smiles from heaven, love...<BR/><BR/>:)JenBunhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17154597975006146805noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36779894.post-32294467223365343142009-01-05T16:43:00.000-05:002009-01-05T16:43:00.000-05:00I'm sure they are, Girl. =o)I'm sure they are, Girl. =o)Adamity73https://www.blogger.com/profile/15099910386253671313noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36779894.post-58671544365695268712009-01-05T13:28:00.000-05:002009-01-05T13:28:00.000-05:00I have to go get a tissue now. Happy Birthday to ...I have to go get a tissue now. Happy Birthday to your Dad. I like to think my loved ones are up there looking down at me and giving me some strength.The Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17840625234120366867noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36779894.post-70760030911760461452009-01-04T09:21:00.000-05:002009-01-04T09:21:00.000-05:00BooBoo: Whoa...his whistling.... *That* brought a...BooBoo: Whoa...his whistling.... *That* brought a wave of memories. =o) I particularly loved his somewhat unconscious whistling that he always did...you know the kind: when he was preoccupied with something and he just sort of had a low tuneless whistle going on in the background? =o) And, of course, the way he whistled with the birds. Did he ever even know what he was saying to the birds? He could have been talking shit to them, for all he knew. ;-)<BR/><BR/>Missy: He'll be with us forever, won't he, Meliss? =o) And now I have an image of him paring the apples with his pocket knife...taking the skin off, one peel at a time till the apple is naked and white and delicious and ready to be quartered and quartered again. Oh shit...the memories are threatening to blast through the wall in my brain. I think I'd like them to come.<BR/><BR/>Maithri: What's up, bro? You won that "Pass it Forward" game, by the way. I need your snail mail address. =o) I wonder, though, if he *does* find the "69" jokes hilarious. Do you think that he's just staring down at me--maybe from the corner of the computer room (spooky)--wondering just what the hell he did to encourage his son's immaturity? :-P Naw...he's okay with it. Hell, a lot of my childish joking I got from him! It's an hono(u)r to carry on the legacy! =o)Adamity73https://www.blogger.com/profile/15099910386253671313noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36779894.post-61651859699774630902009-01-04T00:31:00.000-05:002009-01-04T00:31:00.000-05:00Im sure hes really proud of his son.And I'm sure h...Im sure hes really proud of his son.<BR/><BR/>And I'm sure he finds the 69 jokes as hilarious as we do...<BR/><BR/>Peace and love bro,<BR/><BR/>MMaithrihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17039947095595430108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36779894.post-18962941200455847882009-01-03T23:38:00.000-05:002009-01-03T23:38:00.000-05:00Happy birthday, Daddy B.I thought of him today as ...Happy birthday, Daddy B.<BR/><BR/>I thought of him today as I bit into a Clementine orange to start a bit where I could peel it - Dad used to do that and it boggled my mind as a kid. So sour! <BR/><BR/>Lifting the orange to my mouth I was thinking of nothing other than wondering where the hell I had put the spoon, but as soon as the tart taste hit me, I remembered Dad starting our oranges the same way. <BR/><BR/>Happy birthday, Daddy B. You'll be with us for a long long time.Melissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09790821597805668907noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36779894.post-43538316090855160472009-01-03T23:32:00.000-05:002009-01-03T23:32:00.000-05:00i'm sure dad is looking down and smiling at the '6...i'm sure dad is looking down and smiling at the '69' joke. he's with me, too, all the time. and i, too, become overwhelmed with a memory just out of the blue. every day is his day for me...not just the day he was born. but it is a time we can remember his smiles, his whistling, his jokes, and his love for his family...which we can return 100 fold. thanks, adam, for your tender thoughts. and happy birthday bobby b.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com