Thursday, June 24, 2010

Best Day Ever

Surely you have seen those chain emails that ask you 20-30 questions trying to get you know better. Seems to me all they are doing is preparing to fill out a credit card application – Where were you born, what was your mother’s maiden name, when is your birthday, what is your full name, etc.

The fun questions are about your favorite color, TV show, movie, vacation spot, etc. I never answer the identity theft questions with my real information. However, the one I am willing to answer the most is; “What was your best day ever?”

But it is the one question I usually leave blank because I have difficulty answering with just one response. So now, without limitations of one blank, I can answer it like this.

"What was your best day ever?"

- The day my mom let me wear my dirty number 2 jersey to get my picture made

- hit a golf ball in the air with my dad’s putter from our backyard to the neighbors

- learned to ride a bike

- learned to swim

- my mom helping me ask Jesus into my heart

- caught my first bass

- won a relay race at May Day

- Christmas at my grandparents

- hit my first little league home run (over the fence)

- made the all-star little league team

- saw my brother stand up for me against the neighborhood bully

- bought my first hunting rifle

- given my first rifle and pet dog (a black lab I named “Mississippi”) from my “Uncle Bob”

- rolling my friends yard with toilet paper

- my 870 shotgun one Christmas from my mom and dad realizing the sacrifices they must have endured that year to afford it

- made the high school basketball team

- bought my first car

- hearing the officer say “Son, you are free to go.”

- taking the family boat out for skiing and not having to paddle the boat back to the landing.

- walking in late one Friday night wondering why Dad was waiting up for me; only to find out he had a Saturday round Master’s ticket to give me (before cell phones)

- seeing Augusta National for the first time in person

- chased down a punk on the beach, bulldawg tackled him, and held him down until my brother arrived to give him a taste of his own medicine (he had kicked sand in my brothers mouth)

- bought my first truck

- the day I met my future wife

- first trip to Disney World

- graduated college

- wedding day

- first trip to Disney World with my wife

- paid off my student loans

- surviving an emergency commercial airline landing, heck, surviving all my 200+ commercial airline flight landings

- witnessing the birth of my first and second born

- heard my first and second born laugh for the first time

- heard my first and second born say “daddy” for the first time

- hearing the doctor say "Your daughter is going to be fine."

- breaking par (shot 70; 2 under at Apple Mountain Golf Resort – Clarksville, GA ) with no witnesses

- breaking par (shot 70; 1 under at Musgrove Country Club – Jasper, AL) with my grandfather-in-law “Big Pop” as a witness

- first trip to Disney World with my oldest daughter and wife

- winning a golf league sanctioned singles match event against a scratch golfer claiming to be a 9 handicap. (if I ever write book, that whole story will be in it…think of the movie, Rudy or Rocky)

- The first day on the Appalachian Trail

- The last day on the Appalachian Trail

- waking up this morning

- seeing my oldest daughter baptized by my father

- hearing my oldest daughter tell my youngest daughter she needed to be baptized so she would go to heaven with the rest of us

- meeting Phil Mickelson at Torrey Pines on a golf trip to San Diego

- First trip to Disney World with both my daughters, wife, brother and his family, mom and dad

- 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 5th, 6th, 7th, 8th, 9th, 10th, 11th, and 12th wedding anniversary

- hearing my wife admit our youngest daughter is just like her

- seeing my oldest daughter make her first birdie putt

- hearing someone other than my wife, parents, grandparents, or in-laws; say my wife, parents, grandparents, or in-laws are proud of me

- knowing I got friends

- hearing my oldest daughter play Amazing Grace on her violin

- ...

I could go on and on. But it’s your turn. What was your best day ever?

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