June 16, 2018. For me, Father’s Day is a special time to officially thank our Lord for protecting and helping us in so many ways and our fathers who as disciplined role models unselfishly molded us into responsible, caring, successful beings.

Father’s Day afternoon my husband started clearing the yard of all debris that might get Twister in trouble. Meanwhile, although I feared getting a Fibro flare-up, I started to pick up the logs that apparently Twister had tumbled from the firewood rack. As I cleared the area where the logs had fallen, I discovered that the shed had termite damage because the logs had fallen close to the shed and had been there for a while, a few months or longer. I told my husband, and he moved the firewood rack to another spot away from the house and the shed.

In addition, when the logs hit the side of the shed, they created dents and holes on the wall. And Twister more than likely continued to enlarge the holes to chase an animal that had crawled into the shed. So, my husband sealed the holes with plywood.

In the meantime, I picked up logs and loaded them on the rack. When I finished, I noticed that our stack of bricks had been disturbed. Some had landed on the back side of the shed. As I removed some bricks, I discovered another hole. This one was large! Again, I suspected Twister was responsible. He was probably trying to get an animal that had gone into the shed. So, my husband had to patch the hole with plywood.

This is how we spent Father’s Day. And as a reward for having worked so hard, we went out for supper at Furr’s cafeteria. My husband loves their liver dish, beans, pastries, and salads. How did you spend Father’s Day?