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My daddy is 67!





My daddy celebrated his 67th birthday yesterday. I just realized he's very close to 70. To me, 70 signifies old. So my dad is getting old. The good thing is that he's in great health. He's in better shape than I am for sure. His two favorite things to do are to play softball and sing. And he's pretty good at both! He was so happy yesterday because both of his grandchildren sang to him and held a pretty lengthy conversation with him. Usually, one of them won't be in the mood to talk on the phone. My dad is the epitome of laid back so he didn't want to do anything for his birthday. He went to Walmart to buy some things for the house and spent the rest of the day practicing a song he's leading this Sunday at his church. He spent last weekend in Cincinnati playing ball. All in all, life is good.

Here's another happy birthday to the old man! As you can see from the pictures, Danae holds a special place in his heart but then she is his first grandchild.

Comments

Anonymous said…
That was sweet happy birthday Mr. Sampson!
Latanya
10:05 AM
Anonymous said…
How cute!!!

Happy (Belated) Birthday Mr. Sampson!!!

Trinimerican
10:33 AM
Anonymous said…
I mean:

Happy Birthday!!!

Trinimerican
10:34 AM
Anonymous said…
A very nice tribute to your father and his birthday. My mom turned 70 in July, so I will let her know that you called her old. :-) We are blessed to have a parent to live this long. She is in good health too. She walks about 2 to 5 miles a day and eats real healthy. Hopefully she will live with us for at least 1 year after the new baby arrives.

Red
11:41 AM
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