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Today would have been Dad's 105th birthday.
|Dad in his early 20's. He remained a confirmed bachelor until age 39. Then Mom snagged him!|
I miss you, Dad.
Dad was a gentleman — never mind that his calling was being a farmer and running a sawmill. Those vocations didn't earn a good living during the Great Depression, however, so Dad made his living as a master mechanic (automotive and mass transit).
Dad stood up whenever a woman entered the room — and that display of chivalry on December 24, 1949, is what first attracted my mom to him. She worked downtown and was tired of men slamming the door in her face and pushing her aside at bus stops, streetcar stops, etc.
Also, Dad never used bad language in front of a woman. I heard him swear only twice: (1) the day that he moved from his home of some 70 years and (2) the one time he missed his dose of medication for anxiety attacks.