Day 4 of 15 Days of Thankfulness

Three things from my childhood I am Thankful for:

1) Cardboard boxes; my dad's friend worked at an appliance store and could get the empty boxes. Dad would bring us washer and drier boxes, or refrigerator boxes. We would play with it till it fell apart in our back yard. One of the few good memories of childhood.

2) My ability to adapt to situations. Because of the amount of chaos in my childhood, we had to be able to change our moods in an instant depending on what mood Dad or Mom was in.

3) A stack house of pancakes. My Dad told us a story from when he was in the Merchant Marines at age 14/15. His Mom had signed for him to go so he could get away from his father, a drunk and a child molester.

Dad at 25 to 30 yrs old

When the cook would make pancakes for the men many of the men put an fried egg in between two cakes. My Dad liked it so well, he would go up for 2nds and 3rds. The head cook finally told him to get in the kitchen and make it himself. Dad would tell us that story almost every time he was manic and making us pancakes for breakfast. I couldn't tell you how often that was, just that it was a rare pleasure in Dad's presence. I still put my 'over-easy' fried egg in between my cakes and remember.