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Where I’ve Been.

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On February 11th my dad passed away.  He smoked most of his life, and at 76 found out he had lung cancer. Here’s his obituary:

Allen Thomas Bloodworth, 77, of Trion, passed away Thursday, Feb. 11, 2016. He was born on Jan. 2, 1939, in Thomasville, a son of the late Earney Freeman Bloodworth and Catherine Benton Bloodworth. He died Feb. 11, 2016. He served his country in the U.S. Navy and was of the Presbyterian faith. He resided in Thomasville during his childhood and was a former resident of Hutcheson, Kansas, and Lilburn. He was owner of Lenders Recovery Services. He enjoyed gardening and working in agriculture from his childhood, when he raised his award-winning cow for Thomas County Future Farmers of America in 1954, and in 1955, harvested the most peanuts on an acre of land. Along with his parents, he is preceded in death by his sons, Broc and Greg Bloodworth; sisters, Grace Dean, Dot Brown, Joyce Hampton; and a brother, Leon Talmadge Bloodworth. He is survived by his companion, Debra Beaver, of LaFayette; children, Ken Bloodworth, of Holcomb, Kansas, Kathy (Phil) McAnulty, of Overbrook, Kansas, Julie (Mike) Casey, of Overland Park, Kansas, Suzie (Chris) Eads, of Rantoul, Kansas, Amy Nell (John) Burton, of Raymore, Missouri, Allen “Jay” Thomas Bloodworth, of Kansas City, Missouri, Lindsey (Brian) Kilgo, of LaFayette; brother, Alvin “Chip” Bloodworth, of Acworth; grandchildren, Nicholas, Jonathan, Victoria Bloodworth, Shelby Molt, Brandon (Keisha) Statler, Rachel, Jacob, Allie, Kelsie, Carson, Quentin, Zachary Eads, Braxton, Brayden, Brycen Kilgo; great-grandchildren, Izzy, Maddy Grace, Mallory Molt; and several nieces and nephews. Services are at 1 p.m. Saturday, Feb. 13, 2016, at the funeral home chapel, with Wayne Lindsey, Lloyd Davis and Linda Barineau. Burial is at 3 p.m. Sunday, Feb. 14, 2016, at Little Ochlocknee Cemetery, Ochlocknee. The online guestbook is at www.wilsonfuneralhome.com. — Wilson Funeral Homes — LaFayette Chapel

 

I guess I’ve been in mourning. I’d like to write some fantastic words about my dad, but I’m just not ready to do that. Not because I don’t know what to say, but I guess it’s because I just can’t get the words to come out right.

Russian Mail Order Brides, Cigarettes & Fathers.. What Do They Have in Common? ME

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I love old ads.  A few weeks ago I was looking at Father’s Day ads, and found this one.

vintage father's day, camel, smoke camels,

It made me fondly think of my dad.  My dad is so old school.  He’s 71 years old, and has smoke camel cigarettes since he was like 3 or something.  Over the years I begged and pleaded for him to stop smoking, and he refused.  He told me stories of how ultra cool it was to smoke when he was younger.   I guess with ads like these he was right.

This is a pretty good bad one don’t you think?

Maybe this is how my dad met my mother… 😉

Moving the Old Dude Part 2

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I don’t know about your house, but at my home when boxes sit for 6 years, they seem to break down and stuff falls out of them. Most of last week was dedicated to repacking the boxes that looked bad or some how popped open.

Here’s The Man and #4.. You can see #4 is just looking good.. (with his mood necklace on).

.. the moving of the crap has just started.

#2 looking confused..

I’m really embarrassed to say.. this is how my sweet daughter #3 always looks.. Like she’s relaxing on the sofa while everyone else works around her. There’s #2 driving the John Deere.. See my sweet #5? He’s sad because he’s not in that trailer.

I really don’t think this needs much explanation.

Pretty much this is how #2 Mows the Lawn.. with the Man checking on his work.

No where near being done.. but with my short attention span, I didn’t take any photos of the finished product.

They picked the trailer up at HIGH NOON today… it’s on the way back to Georgia.

Moving The Old Dude’s Junk Part 1

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About 6 years ago my dad (“the old dude”) sold a house he owned in Lilburn, Georgia. He asked me to store his stuff at my house until he needed it. Six years ago I thought he wanted me to store it in a storage place… but no, he thought I would keep his FULL 3 Bedroom house in my very full house with 7 bodies in it.

After six long years he is ready to have his stuff back. Wednesday ABF freight dropped off a huge tractor trailer at my house.

My kids thought this thing was a fabulous place to play. Here is #2 through #5 messing around.

#2 likes to change the warning signs on the truck. I’m not sure what #3 is doing here. It looks like she’s kicking him in the head. I’m sure she would say something different.

um.. ok

Here’s #1.. she loves to be photographed. I believe she said; “You better not put this on your blog.” I said: “Huh?” and smiled…

Ok.. sure.

This is my favorite sign.. What are Dummy Gladhands? and why are they on this trailer?

#5 gives the double thumbs up ..