August 14th, 2009. Let me tell you about Jack. We went to my moms new home where she lives with her dear friend Jack. He is such a breath of fresh air. He has no children or grandchildren of his own, and is just delighted to spend time with all of our kids. He takes the occasional break in the back room, but that's expected from a man who is rarely in the presence of small children.
Jack was raised Southern Baptist, and I do believe he loves college football. He loves horses. He wakes up every morning at 5 am to feed them. He is so accustomed to it that there is no need for an alarm clock. He makes quite possibly the best ribs EVER. I love how he changes his sneakers to boots with his shorts when its time to get dirty. No Wranglers Needed Here.
He is a Generous, Whole-Hearted, God Fearing, Loving, Gracious, Kind, Patient, Manly, Man.
I like him. Who wouldn't. And, well, he puts up with my mom so that's got to count for something.
Alex and Ethan helping Jack get the food ready for the horses.
Walking the food to the horses with Jack.
