The student worker at my office had this shirt on today.
It made me smile.
It also made me think that I fumbled a lot.
Here are 10 fumbles that come to mind (in no particular order):
1. Getting Dad's car stuck in the sand of the Arkansas River bed while searching for the KEDD radio station treasure. Not sure Dad was a fan that day.
2. Forgetting to reserve a hotel room for him and my step-mom for the annual Democrat gathering in Topeka when I was in law school. Clearly, he was not a fan that day.
3. When he called me at Fort Hays State to tell me my bank account was overdrawn and I responded with "The bank must have made a mistake." Yes. I. Sure. Did.
4. Marrying the same man for the second time when the first time had ended very, very badly. Most certainly a fumble....not certainly a fan.
5. Buying pineapple juice instead of grapefruit juice to go with his vodka. A fumble. Quick trip to the grocery store. A fan.
6. Practicing the viola. Enough said.
7. Trimming the evergreen hedge to make a fort. I wonder if that big hole ever grew closed?
8. The "D" at mid-term in 8th grade History. NOT A FAN.
9. Kimber and me drinking most of his alcohol while house sitting. That was the same night we pledged much money to the PTL Club (Jim and Tammy Faye Baaker) in Brother's name, so the alcohol consumption was not wasted on something frivolous.
10. Practicing the piano.
The most important thing, though, is that at the end of the day, every day, my dad was my number one fan. But, there were days when it wasn't easy.
