The guy in the yellow is Mr. O’Rourke, my friend Ann’s dad.
Ann and I were roomies in college. We grew up near each other but didn’t know each other prior to being roommates. She is nice, and she has red hair, and she married a nice guy and he has red hair, and they have three nice beautiful children with green hair. Kidding. The children actually have red hair too.
Anyway, Ann’s dad decided it would be great fun to jump out of an airplane when he turned 85 last summer.
Ann is one of four siblings and after their sweet mom died several years back, the question was where should he live? It was a tough decision, because everyone wanted him at their house. Ann got him. He lives with the red heads.
It occurs to me I have absolutely no idea what Ann’s dad’s profession was/is? I do know he has lived a good life. His family loves him. I know he’s a success.
On Facebook the other day, Ann posted this quote from her dad:
“Don’t try to be a perfectionist. Even Mary and Joseph lost the kid for three days.”
I love it. And I’ll try to keep that in mind. Thanks Mr. O’Rourke.