Another Father's Day has come and gone, one we thought would be just a "run of the mill" mundane day.
Usually the family tries to get together, at least some of them, but this year they all seemed to be going in every which direction. So we hadn't really planned anything special -- thought we might go across the road to the supper club and have a fried chicken dinner.
But ... unbeknownst to us, other plans had been made and what a surprise it turned out to be. Daughter Susie called and wished her father a happy Father's Day and Bob hadn't more than hung up the phone when it rang again. This time it was son Rob calling to wish his father a happy Father's Day.
All of a sudden he said "Dad, what are you doing today to celebrate Father's Day?"
Bob said, "Oh we thought we would go across the road and have one of their chicken dinners."
To which Rob said, "Boy, don't you think a steak would taste good?"
To which Bob replied, "Yeah, it sure would."
"Well, why don't you come out and have a steak with us?"
Bob appeared a wee bit puzzled and said "100 miles is a little far to go for a steak, don't you think?"
Rob started laughing and said "we are out here at the huntin' shack and just getting ready to put the steaks on the grill."
The huntin' shack is out on our 80 acres of hunting land and is just in the process of being built. It is about a half-hour from our apartment. He and his wife Catheryn and two of their boys had come out on Friday night and had spent all day Saturday working on the shack. They were in the process of putting in the insulation, ceiling and walls.
Well, we didn't have to be asked twice. We almost tripped over our own feet hurrying out to get in the van and be on our way. When we arrived the baked spuds on the grill were almost done and the steaks were sizzling looking like they were just about ready to eat.
Catheryn had brought a delicious cabbage salad and presto! We had a delicious steak on Father's Day. The picnic table was set up out beside the shack just waiting for us to sit down and have a fabulous Father's Day dinner. It was hot out, but there was a nice breeze.
We never in a million years thought we would be spending Father's Day at the huntin' shack. This was indeed a great adventure. When you get our age, it doesn't take much to turn an ordinary day into an adventure.