As most of you can probably understand, with the loss of Johnnie’s Dad, John, still fresh in our minds, this Father’s Day has been tough. Firsts always are. We’ve spent the weekend going through boxes of pictures of both of our Dads and bringing back hundreds of memories.
Thank goodness for old photos! We were flooded with some wonderful memories and laughs.
We’d like to share just a few.
The photo of the 3 of us was taken at Hamilton’s restaurant, in Panama City Beach, In August of 1983. On that trip, my Dad met Johnnie for the first time. I have a lot of reasons to believe it was love at first sight for both of them.

The first time Daddy met this beautiful Cocker Spaniel (Cinnamon) she jumped into his lap. It was her favorite place to be. One time when we drove him back to PCB from a Chicago visit and went to pick her up at the Animal Hospital, she jumped across a counter into his arms.
If you look to the living room wall you’ll see some of his collection of treasures from Africa, The Middle East, England, South America and other far-flung places that included a medieval mace and crossbow, a shuttle O-ring and more.

To me, “The Most Interesting Man in the World” was my Dad. He, also, just happened to be my best friend.
Steve
Oh how I miss this sweet, funny, loving, smart, goofy, clothes-horse!
Every year John looked forward to leading a caravan to the Wisconsin State Fair.



In the 10 months he’s been gone I thank God everyday I got to show him and tell him how much I love him while he was here.
Johnnie
If you’re lucky enough to still have your dad, call him and try to make a memory today.
Happy Father’s Day.
Stay safe,
Steve & Johnnie
Happy Father’s Day, Steve and Johnnie. I know it is really tough to experience this holiday without your Father. My own father has been gone for 20 years. I have many happy memories of him and our Mother growing up in Evanston in the 50’s and 60’s. And in Mt. Prospect in the mid 60’s. I am so thankful I had such great Parents. But it does hurt a little bit when these holidays come up. So on Father’s Day, I usually look over at my shell collection that I have on display. These shells mean alot to me as they are shells I picked up on my walks with my Father when we walked along Siesta Key beach in Sarasota, Florida in the 80’s and 90’s. So profoundly Sorry about your Father, Johnnie.
Thank you for sharing your good memories of a good time with a good man.
God bless you both for sharing your special moments. My parents are gone as well and I miss them every single day. We are all so fortunate to have had and to have been loved by such wonderful men. Keep the memories alive and they’ll be with us forever. Love to you!
Very Well said “Da Both of You” LOL