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What a wonderful sentiment
I suppose that when ones sons are approaching their fifties they are no longer children but I think in my mind they will always be my "Kids". And it seems that my kids are always making me proud of them.
Yesterday was a good example. I had told everyone to come when ever they wanted and to plan on eating at 2pm. I thought that by having our meal then it would allow those driving some distance time to arrive and could be over early enough to allow their return home during daylight.
David and his wife arrived about 11:30am to help if needed and to visit with our old friend and his great nephew and nieces. The friends Marvin had asked arrived about 12:30 and we sat waiting for the relatives to arrive. Finally I decided to wait no longer and started frying fish and when enough was on hand everyone starting eating. Finally at 2:30 the great nephew, his wife, and his in-laws arrived, and then twenty minutes later the two nieces.
They laughingly apologized for being late but I still thought it was a little inconsiderate. The one niece had told me she was coming straight from the airport and should be there by 9am to allow her lots of time to visit. Marvin had awoke at 6am in anticipation. Her only comment was I decided to go her sister's first. A phone call telling us of her change in plans would have been nice and would have kept the old man from looking at his watch every ten minutes.
Equally irritating was they knew that the old man was giving each of them a check for $12,000 so you think that would have been incentive to arrive on time.
Still the event went well. Everyone enjoyed the food. And most importantly, my old friend was happy. Around 5pm we loaded almost everything I had taken into my truck and Hope, Granny, and I headed home. It had been a long day for all of us.
Now to why I was so proud of David. After we left he and Amy decided to stay a while longer to visit with Marvin and his relatives. It gave him an opportunity to gauge how that portion of Marvin's family had altered his will.
Our old friend was once again stating his reasons for disinheriting their father and they too soon were voicing their own grievances. While David and I have our own complaints against the nephew, the greatest was his disregard for his uncle and his greed. But rather than join in the "bash party" he sat and listened until an opportunity came that he could bid all adieu.
He told me later that he wanted the great nieces and great nephew to only remember his voicing concern for our old farmer's welfare, his commitment to taking care of him, and not one word uttered against their father.
I can't help but be proud of a boy that thinks that way.
I actually tell people that very thing when they ask why I am always early. Lucky for me, hubs feels the same way even after 25 yrs of being stuck with me.My marriage to the mother of my sons ended in divorce almost 40 years ago. After 11 years of trying to get her to change I realized that we were both going to be miserable and it would adversely affect our children. While there were many things that contributed to the divorce, punctuality was a very important issue. I was tired of having to tell her we were to be somewhere two hours before the actually time to allow us to arrive somewhere close the real time.
In all of my years on the fire department I was never once late and I lived 45 miles from work. There were several guys who lived in town and were late on a regular basis. Punctuality seems to be a vanishing trait with many people. One complaint I would constantly hear from customers complaining about others was that scheduled appointments were rarely on time if at all.
I would tell folks that if I schedule an appointment and fail to arrive on time or fail to call to say that I am running late, they should buy flowers. I've always felt that death is the only legitimate excuse for failing to call or arrive on time.