Open Thread - 11-17-23 - Make a Friend
When I was two, I was put on the Baptist preacher's podium, sang "Do Lord" for the congregation. I remember it like it was yesterday. People were so sweet to me and my family afterwards.
Now, neither I nor my family was particularly religious. This was a song my fanatic g'ma taught me. I do not remember the Amen aspect. I remember the friendship and goodwill, remember my Dad picking me up, taking me through the crowd, being delighted and so proud of me. Dad. My best friend forever.
I was two.
Some Dad's can instill great things into their daughters. He was, will always be, my hero.
Every day of my life, I walk through it with the view and the survival skills he taught me.
But he emphasized kindness, no matter that he fought in WWII, he loved peace, generosity toward the less fortunate, and always, even in battle, hoped we would all find common ground, work together.
Dear One ran across a Dad/Daughter thing that really brought back memories, and sort of jump kicked my commitment towards treating as many people as possible in a kind and friendly way.
This is an open thread, so let 'er rip! Anything goes, and this is only a suggestion that there is a better way for us to exist.