Back in May, during the Mother’s Day holiday, I didn’t get to post a blog saying how much I appreciated my mother–Petelia Caufield– or all of the mothers in my life. But I was blessed to call and talk to some of them.
I want to take the time to write this blog for the Father’s Day holiday. I know it’s early, but I don’t know what I’ll be doing when the actual day gets here. I don’t know where I’ll be. Also, for every spiritual father, thank you for being a part of my life, for depositing nuggets of gold within my spirit, for praying for me and supporting me as your own. Thank you for lifting me up when it seemed I was in the valley of death. I love you all so much and think about you daily!!
So, I was laying in the bed…still am…when I began thinking about how the Father’s Day holiday is coming up. Right now it’s about 4am. I’m not terribly tired so I want to take the time to thank my dad–L.A. Caufield, Jr–or what I call him–Chalie–and tell him how much I appreciate him.
So, Chalie, I first want to thank you for your commitment to Mam. I thank you for your heart to give. Thank you for loving me and Gerald and Anthony. Thank you for the wonderful times when it was just me and you going fishing in the Heavy Chevy. I look forward to this when I get home. Thank you for taking me to church with you when I was little. Thank you for sitting up late at night with me putting jigsaw puzzles together. Thank you for helping me get my papers wrote while I was in Bible college. Thank you for every year you cook the turkey and dressing during Thanksgiving. Thank you for blessing me in my endeavors and encouraging me in my dreams. Thank you for remaining calm in situations that needed peace and calm. Thank you for playing basketball with me and catch with the football. Thank you for letting me put rollers in your hair when I was little. Thank you for all the knick names. Thank you for flying the kite with me…that like to killed us both that one day…remember that?!? Thank you for going riding on the bikes with me. Thank you for trusting me. Thank you for your sacrifices for me. Thank you being patient with me and Gerald as kids when we would sneak into the van just before it was time for you to go back to work from your lunch break and you would get mostly to work before you realized we were in there. Thank you for sitting and watching the clouds with me. Thank you for your willingness to help. Thank you for your wisdom. Thank you for the road-trips, ensuring that I knew how to ge to a particular place. Thank you for teaching me how to change a tire, to put oil in the car, put anit-freeze and water in the car, how to properly wash a car. Thank you for the days we spend listening to oldies in the back yard playing dominoes drinking “soda”. 
HAPPY FATHER’S DAY!!!
I love you so much and will see you in a short while.
Blessings to You!!
Love,
Traday/Beautiful Black Alf/Chalie
