June 17, 2007

Father's Day.

I can't call my father, so let me just honor him by showing you this drawing of him, done some time in the 1940s:

Portrait of Richard Althouse

11 comments:

Ruth Anne Adams said...
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vet66 said...

Th eyes are remarkable. A man with presence even at that young age.

Happy Father's Day!

ricpic said...

My dad had that same wavey hair. Ah, memories.

Donald Douglas said...

That's very nice. Have a great day!

Burkean Reflections

Peter Palladas said...

Rise at 7.00 a.m. Woken by the dogs. Slightly over fours hours sleep. Not too bad. Commence ironing for next week's business trip. Grab coffee. Spill coffee on ironing board. Wife prepares breakfast - for daughter. Daughter prepares - herself for day out. Shower, dress, no time for breakfast. Dash round to local garage to check car not been vandalised in the night - broke down noon, towed in evening, garage closed easy. Daughter offers present of Tim Buckley CD. Good choice. Daughter then asks for lift to station. From station to hardware shop to buy new hedge trimmer - cut cord on old one. Three hours hedge trimming. Hateful. Self-served lunch of beetroot and houmus. Not nice. Then lawn cut. More ironing in between printing reports for next week. Late afternoon now. Time to cook dinner, though first must feed horse as daughter is out [see above]. No alcohol this evening as must remain awake and sober to collect daughter and friends from station around midnight. Four hours sleep if lucky. Collect and pay for hire car and set off on two hundred mile trip. Doubt car will have a CD player so will have to hum Tim Buckley.

Happy Father's Day!

Ann Althouse said...

Happy father's day, Peter. (I saw Tim Buckley in concert one time... opened for The Byrds.)

Mr.Murder said...

You possess the same essential facial features in your eye line.

The picture conveys much warmth, he's quite dapper with his accessory tie.

That you feel as warmly for what the drawing depicts is an abundant measure of what the day symbolizes.

Thanks for sharing.

vnjagvet said...

Was Henry Jacobs a professional?

Ann Althouse said...

I think the artist was just a friend, but I'm not sure.

Aleara said...

Happy to you. I miss my father, but not really, because he's always with me.

B said...

Seeing this drawing of your father - then remembering the picture of your mother from your Mother's Day post - brings forth an "observation of the obvious":

Good-looking people beget good-looking people.

And, as with all good-looking people, Ann, you can thank God directly for the favor:

Then the Lord God planted a garden in Eden in the east, and there he placed the man he had made. The Lord God made all sorts of trees grow up from the ground — trees that were beautiful and trees that produced delicious fruit. In the middle of the garden he placed the tree of life and the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. Genesis 2:7-9

In other words, good-looking people were created for the enjoyment of the rest of us . . . in a manner of speaking (loosely interpreted).