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Today I'm grateful that I got to know my dad. I almost didn't get that privilege.
When mom was expecting me my dad was in a gas explosion while working. Dad worked road construction. He was down below street surface and some how a gas line had been cut or left on. I'm not sure which (and no matter how many times I ask I can never remember). He and another guy were working and dad realized something was wrong. Dad pushed the other guy out ahead of him but was caught in the blast himself. Thankfully he was wearing thick coveralls because it was cold. Unfortunately his hands and his face were burnt badly.
We used to have pictures of dad in the burn hospital. His face was so swollen, eyes swollen shut, hands all in bandages. I remember mom telling me once how horrific it was to have to go to the hospital because of what they had to do to dad. His burns had to be scrubbed out, scrubbed and I seem to remember her saying something about them having to use salt water. I wonder if she meant saline? Or if that's how she explained it to me. Sadly we've lost those pictures. Us kids would take them to school for show and tell often. I wonder what dad thought about that?
Because of that explosion my younger brother and I had a different dad than my 5 older siblings. They said that before the explosion he would laugh and smile more often. Growing up I was hard pressed to find dad smiling or laughing (unless it was around time for the deer hunt). Some of that soberness, I'm sure, came from coming close to death. Another part of it was that his skin was so tender and pulled so tight that it could have actually physically been hard for him to smile.
We don't have many pictures from when I was little. Our family wasn't very well off and pictures weren't a "need". This picture is one of dad and me at a Daddy Daughter Date that we had when I was younger. He would smile for pictures like this.
This is a picture of my sister Angie and him at a similar activity. I think that this was probably about four or five years after the explosion.His skin was healed but he wasn't smiling. He looks pretty good for having been in an explosion doesn't he?
Mom helped him take care of the burns after he came home from the hospital. They came to rely heavily on Lubriderm Lotion. Mom truly believes that dad looked as good as he did because they used this lotion everyday morning and night. Forever when I smell this I will think of dad.When I grew up and moved out I tried to make a point of giving dad a hug and a kiss whenever I saw him. Today over at Crazyland, Motherboard's bucket filler is "Give a kiss to someone you love." I say, DO IT! You don't know when it will be that last chance you have to give them a kiss.
Anyhow. Thirty-seven years doesn't seem like a long time to have your dad around. But it's longer than some. And for that I am Thankful beyond measure.
Oh, Shanna, I got a lump in my throat reading this! Your dad was amazing. What a hard thing for him to go through. And for you as well.
You made me cry. I can't imagine your dad's pain going through that. Thank you for sharing that story with us.
This made me cry and want to drive over to my parents house and kiss them both!! What beautiful memories.
Sometimes we take for granted what we have so close. Thanks for this reminder!
thank you so much for taking time to blog this.
wonderful man and I continue to pray for you and your mom to have peace ( well, all of your family of course)
oh and there is a challenge on my blog for you
What a wonderful post! Thank you for sharing!
Wow - what a story - something to be thankful for.
Loved this post, S. REALLY loved it. I've seen pics of your dad over the years I've known you online, but never any of him that young. He really was a cute, young guy, wasn't he? I like seeing little you, too. :)
Awesome post! Hope your day is as beautiful as you are! ♥ Hugs!
What a story of an amazing man. That is a pure blessing to still have your dad around after such an explosion as that. He does look so great though. Loved the pictures. You do have a lot to be thankful for. Even lotion.
Hi, saw ya on Tib's list and thought I would say hi.
The story of your Dad was very touching. What a remarkable experience. My own dad died suddenly when I wsa 14, what I wouldn't give to go back and be different daughter to him now than I was then......
What a touching post and a remarkable story. That is quite something to be thanksful for!!
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