{"id":569,"date":"2008-12-20T01:22:59","date_gmt":"2008-12-19T20:22:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/angelafardo.com\/?p=569"},"modified":"2010-08-30T03:46:18","modified_gmt":"2010-08-29T22:46:18","slug":"daddys-girl","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/angelafardo.com\/?p=569","title":{"rendered":"Daddy\u2019s Girl"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Over the Thanksgiving holiday I went &#8220;home&#8221;.\u00a0 I put this in quotations, since like many of you out there, my parents are divorced and this sense of &#8220;home&#8221; has never been exactly the same.\u00a0 You see, I grew up in Florida and my family lives in Kentucky, which for those of you who haven&#8217;t been there is effectively another planet.\u00a0 It&#8217;s beautiful but definitely strange. I didn&#8217;t have internet access, I couldn&#8217;t find a Peet&#8217;s coffee and in general felt that civilization as I know it had ceased to exist.\u00a0 There were highlights though and the biggest was the time I got to spend with my father. <!--more--> I really miss living close to my dad.\u00a0 He&#8217;s an interesting character.\u00a0 He disguises himself as a dumb hillbilly, when in reality he wrote the computer language that they use to test the relay systems on the space shuttle.\u00a0 He gave me a piece of the Columbia to carry with me from the fruits of that labor.\u00a0 He spent tons of time with me as a kid.\u00a0 He taught me how to play basketball.\u00a0 He convinced me that geometry was fun.\u00a0 He instilled a voracious reading habit in me and all other sorts of good things.\u00a0 When I was a teenager, like all other teenagers, I thought he was the biggest dork on the face of the planet and found him to be an embarrassment.\u00a0 He&#8217;d walk outside of crowded businesses and point up at the sky to see how many people he could get to look and then wandered idly away with a large grin on his face.\u00a0 He&#8217;d go out of the house with a blue and black sock on, because he&#8217;s color blind and can&#8217;t be bothered with such a petty thing.\u00a0 However, if you need information on number bases, he can translate numbers like nobodies business.\u00a0 Want to know what 64 is in hex and octal?\u00a0 He can tell you but he can&#8217;t tell you where his checkbook is located.\u00a0 He had a bunch of nerdy math\/sciene types that hung around the house. They all wore pocket protectors.\u00a0 I mean seriously, how can a girl expect to have friends with a bunch of pocket protector wearing folks mucking about?\u00a0 The important thing is that he&#8217;s always been there&#8230;.\u00a0 He wrote a poem for me when I was little and I had kept the paper for a long time but I unfortunately lost it in my move across the continent.\u00a0 The good news is that I had it memorized and when Jason and I got married, I surprised him by having it read at the wedding.\u00a0 The poem has always been something special that I have carried with me, like a mental keepsake.\u00a0 I thought I would share it here, so without further ado&#8230;.<\/p>\n<p>Daddy&#8217;s Girl<\/p>\n<p>by Larry Dickison<\/p>\n<p>Just sitting here thinking<\/p>\n<p>How unfair life can be to little girls<\/p>\n<p>Especially when all daddy sees is twinkling eyes and gorgeous curls<\/p>\n<p>A little girl who&#8217;s growing up<\/p>\n<p>Too quickly for daddy&#8217;s eyes<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ll never admit, not even a bit<\/p>\n<p>That you&#8217;re bigger than baby size<\/p>\n<p>When I do, I come to close<\/p>\n<p>To the day that you&#8217;ll go away<\/p>\n<p>Some young man stealing from me your heart away<\/p>\n<p>Tonight as I write these words<\/p>\n<p>I cry tears that you&#8217;ll never see<\/p>\n<p>But sneak a peak at my heart<\/p>\n<p>Daylight or dark<\/p>\n<p>There they will always be<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Over the Thanksgiving holiday I went &#8220;home&#8221;.\u00a0 I put this in quotations, since like many of you out there, my parents are divorced and this sense of &#8220;home&#8221; has never been exactly the same.\u00a0 You see, I grew up in Florida and my family lives in Kentucky, which for those of you who haven&#8217;t been [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"spay_email":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[33,129,30,125,31],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/angelafardo.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/569"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/angelafardo.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/angelafardo.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/angelafardo.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/angelafardo.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=569"}],"version-history":[{"count":26,"href":"https:\/\/angelafardo.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/569\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1035,"href":"https:\/\/angelafardo.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/569\/revisions\/1035"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/angelafardo.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=569"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/angelafardo.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=569"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/angelafardo.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=569"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}