Dad Says. . .with a twinkle in his eye. . .

I’m walking pretty slow. My right leg is crooked and my left leg is about 90.

You wonder what happened to those fingers I am missing? Well, I’ll tell you, I used to chew my fingernails.

On going through a yellow light that is turning yellow or maybe already turned red, “That one was still pink.”

While carrying Kay’s purse for her because it was too heavy, “I am almost a modern man here carrying a purse. All I’ve got to do is hitch my pants down a bit so my butt shows a little and I will be a thoroughly modern man.”

What’s my favorite kind of pie? Pie!