Today is Abby's birthday. Isn't she great? Since we are mostly poor the only thing she really wanted was for me to be around to spend time with her; Sadly I got distracted a few times. We went to see WALL-E with Hyrum; Thank's Big-Mamma for watching Audrey. Then we had lunch at Abby's favorite steak house "Ruby River"; she has now eaten there twice. Thank's Big-daddy for the birthday dinner. All in all it was a fun day and we are most grateful for Abby.
While birthday celebrations are enjoyable today is also the anniversary of Dad's passing. The last week has been rather emotional. I may never know everything my dad means to me. I miss him. Looking back I am grateful for countless hours I spent with him doing projects. At the time I often dreaded it. I remember well a trip I made with him to pick up a car. As we drove I expressed my frustrations about how much of my valuable teenage time his projects took from me. At one point I said, "Isn't our purpose to have joy?" His response was to the effect of, "That's just a matter of where your joy is." I thought of that again recently as I participated in a car venture of my own. I invested in a vehicle that needed an Engine thinking I could make a profit and ended up taking a loss. As I contemplated the experience I wondered wether dad profitted from many of his "Car Projects." My conclusion was probably not and while he may have invested a lot of time rebuilding random things whith his children more important than the project he built a lot of character in his kids. Whenever an employer comments on my work ethic I attribute it to dad. Whenever friends and neighbors say we Hatchs' know how to work it is a tribute to dad. That was what he built all those years working with his children. And although the cars we worked on will end up, and may already be, in scrapyards, and the sidewalks and buildings may one day be replaced, the legacy of his family will endure forever.













