I can remember as a very small child the many times
that my dad would come home from work and sit his "dinner bucket" on the table for me to look into. You see, I KNEW that Daddy
took a chocolate "moon pie" to work everyday as part of his lunch and now that I think back about it, there must have been
very few times when he actually ate that pie because so many times I would look inside his bucket in the evenings and it seemed
that he always managed to leave it there for me to find. To most people it may not seem like a very big deal, but to me {a
child of about 5 years old } it was the greatest thing in the world to find that one little lunch cake, because to me it meant
that my daddy loved me and thought enough of me to want me to have it.
That seems like so very long ago now, but when I heard the song "Daddy's Dinner Bucket"
for the first time it brought back memories of that black dinner bucket that Dad used way back then. I can still see it to
this day with the thermos that fit into the lid and and the white waxed paper that Mom always used to wrap his sandwich with.
A lot has changed since those days, and there were times when Dad and me didn't always
get a long, we seemed to "butt heads" more often than not. But this story about his lunch bucket is one of the happiest memories
that I have. As I have said many many times, we may not have had much when I was growing up, but we were loved and that means
more than all the possesions in the world.
Dad didn't work in the mines but the memories that this song brings to me can still
bring tears to my eyes....Thank God I still have my dad with me and I thought it was only fitting to set his "page" in these
brown and yellow colors because these are his favorite colors...
Dad, I love you more than you will ever know,
Love "Sis"
Loredith Howard
August 28th, 2007
