Being raised the only girl with nine brothers in a house with three bedrooms and one bath doesn't sound very glamourous, but I would not change growing up in our house for anything. It created a bond that no one can understand unless they grow up the same way. My poor Mother prayed for a girl for so many years, (I was number 7 in the lineup) and then for may years after told me she would rather have nine more boys that one girl. I was a tomboy and always my "Father's Daughter" as my Mother puts it. Well now we are all grown, married (some of us more than once) have children of our own and now we are very quickly extending the family tree with great grandchildren, honestly I've lost count. Mom and Dad will celebrate their 60th wedding anniversary this year with all of thier children, grandchildren and great grandchildren by thier side to celebrate this momentus event and the one thing we all can be sure of is that Dad will be the life of the party. His great wit, humor, and love for his family will overflow as will his homemade wine and my cosmos. The handkerchief will be close at hand to wipe the tears of laughter. While my brothers and I all have uniquly different personalities we do all share one thing, my Fathers great love for finding your weak spot and making sure he gets you good. For as long as I can remember he has been my hero, the one man I always knew would be there for me in oggd times and in bad and even in the bad he cause always make me laugh, even if it was at my expense, that is why I am proud to be my Father's Daughter.
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