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+title: Growing Up with My Dad Ralph
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+
+Times were tough when I was a little boy, but I never had a single clue
+to trouble my naive little noggin. Our humble circumstances were all I
+had ever known, and our family was full of adventure and love. If
+someone had told me we were poor and destitute, I would have told them
+they must be crazy. My life was just fine, and we were a happy little
+family.
+
+I never was aware of any hint about how much stress my father endured to
+carry the load of providing for our little tribe. Dad never showed any
+signs of worry or wear. To me he was just a fairly sober-minded dad who
+usually faced life's challenges with a subtle hint of mischief. He was
+not the type to laugh out loud and make outrageous jokes, but he enjoyed
+a little humor whenever he could. I'll give you a few examples that
+will illustrate what I mean.
+
+Whenever one of us children broke the rules and was worthy of some form
+of punishment, dad always said, "OK, Knucklehead. Grab your ankles!"
+The idea was that the offender would prepare to receive a swift kick to
+the posterior by bending over and taking hold of their ankles while
+still standing up. The kick from my dad was more of a gentle tap or a
+shove that sent the guilty party to the ground in a heap of giggles and
+laughter. The message was clear that dad never intended to enforce the
+rules with pain or anger. We felt duly punished for our miss-deeds, but
+always knew dad loved us.
+
+Dad usually had goofy nicknames for each of the children and they seemed
+to change occasionally. Carol was "Kedzle" and Leslie was "Saskie".
+Tom and I must have had a few nicknames too, but they escape me at the
+moment. I'll have to ask Tom if he remembers them.
+
+Another one of dad's subtle quirks involved his love for "road kill
+humor." He had a drawer full of oddities such as "The Original Road
+Kill Cookbook" and Boxes of Betty Trucker Roadkill Helper. Fortunately,
+this odd little twinkle in his eye developed after I was gone from the
+nest. See the pictures below.
+
+![](md/06_Growing_Up_with_My_Dad_Ralph-media/media/image1.png){width=49%}
+![](md/06_Growing_Up_with_My_Dad_Ralph-media/media/image2.png){width=49%}
+
+The message is that dad always took life's little bumps and bruises
+with a little bit of a chuckle. Even when things looked a little bit
+dreary, he was willing to look at the eternal picture and count his
+blessings.