The headlines tell the story…
In 1935 Jesse Owens equaled or broke six world records in one hour. The Social Security Act became law. Alcoholics Anonymous was founded, just as the first canned beer made its way to store shelves. Parker Brothers released the board game sensation, Monopoly. George Gershwin’s hit play Porgy and Bess opened on Broadway. A loaf of bread cost eight cents. And the price tag on a new car was six hundred and twenty-five dollars.
But something else very special took place in 1935: my dad, James Millner, Jr., was born to this world. And this weekend, we’ll be celebrating his 75th birthday!
That’s 75 beautiful years—years spent being a son and brother who was loved, a husband who was dedicated, a father who lovingly raised his children, a friend who could be counted on. A man who was—and is—strong.
I don’t write about my father a lot here on MyBrownBaby; he fiercely guards his privacy and is so much more satisfied being humble and living a simple life, and so I respect that not putting all his business out in the street.
But today, I’d like to share one simple, true thing about my daddy: He is my hero. And I love him more than any one person could ever know.
I’ll adore you, Daddy, until the dolphins fly and the parrots swim the sea.
Happy 75th Birthday, sweet man. Keep on living, loving, and enjoying life to the fullest.