Monday, December 13, 2010
Day 5 - Leroy
Meet Leroy. My sister is ten years older and when I was somewhere between six and ten, she bought me a wooden Christmas ornament kit to paint. This was one of the ornaments and it became my father's favorite. Dad named him Leroy and Leroy always had to be hanging on the tree so that he was clearly visible from Dad's chair. I have no idea why Dad liked this particular ornament so much. Maybe I'd attached it to Dad's gift so it was officially "his." Or not. I really don't remember. I just remember how funny Dad was about insisting he be able to see Leroy. Now, Leroy has become as important to me, if not more so, because he reminds me of my dad. Merry Christmas, Dad. I miss you!