Posted 1 year ago on Aug. 19, 2012, 6:22 a.m. EST by factsrfun
from Phoenix, AZ
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Just like Father Knows Best my wife and I were blessed with three beautiful boys. Joey, Danny, and bad little Billy. Now Joey and Danny were serious students and applied themselves always trying to outdo each other and when report cards were handed out, if I saw two “B”s between them, I’d know to ask, What’s wrong? But Billy took a different path than books and whatnot, he lived a freer life and it was not unheard of for me to see a “D” or two. The boys still played together, in river, lake and wood, and even starting drinking before the law said they could. Then one day the car fell off its path and all three lives depended on a surgeon’s well trained hand. Many decades later Joey and Danny still visit the grave and say, if only you’d worked harder, dad would of paid that day.