My daddy would be 85 years old today,
two days before our country's semiquincentennial.
July 4, 1976 was a Sunday.
It was our country's bicentennial.
Our church had an
"old-fashioned day"
to celebrate the occasion.
My daddy had turned 35 years old two days before then
on July 2, 1976.
We had a cake with an American flag
to celebrate the occasion.
I will always wish we had more time with him.
He was the best man ever.
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