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Hi Dad!

As far as I can remember, I've seen you in uniform. From early childhood, you had

that wonderful black Conductor uniform, with the vest that had a watch pocket.

Inside the watch pocket, was a beautiful gold watch, that you used for the correct

time. I used to sit on your lap and look at it and the fob that contained a sweet

photo of mom.

I can remember asking you what time it was and you would say, 'It's almost seven-

teen hundred hours'. When I asked what that means, your reply was, 'It's almost

supper time'. I really didn't understand for a long time about the twenty four hour

clock, but I did understand the supper time bit and would run out in the kitchen

to see what mom was up to. Of course, I would get to set the table. lol (lol means

that I'm laughing dad)

I can't find a photo of you in your Conductor Uniform that you wore when you were

on the passenger trains. I do have one of you in the caboose, wearing your greens

that you wore when you worked on the freight trains and I found one with you

wearing your Air Force uniform. There must be a photo here somewhere, with you

in your dress uniform and I will keep lookiing for it.

After you retired from the railway, I never expected to see you in uniform again. I

was starting to get used to seeing you in those greens that you enjoyed wearing so

much. You know what I'm talking about, the ones that mom kept threatening that

she would burn! I can't say as I blame her, because for the majority of your life you

were in a uniform of some kind and I might add, you looked good!

You can imagine my surprise when you hired on as a security guard at the hospital

and once again had a uniform to wear. I do have one photo of you in that uniform,

but it's not very good, so I'm hoping to be able to find another. That's two photos of

you that I'll be watching for.

Your watch may not keep the correct time any more, but it does invoke memories.

My oldest son, Roy, fell in love with it when he saw it, so I gave it to him. I know

that you wanted me to have it, but I didn't think that you would mind if I gave it

to Roy. This way, I can see it when I want and I know that it won't get lost in the

shuffle when I join you and mom. Please say hi to her when you see her! I loved

you both and still do. I think of you often.

    these memories of your father are wonderful! very well-written! (and the layout is perfect!)
    Beautiful two-page layout! I love your journaling!