Today marks a new beginning that may forever change some individuals' futures. Nervousness and excitement have been having a little party in my emotions today, and it's not even my story. When Mike and I moved to Alaska, I forced my father to create a facebook account so that we could keep in touch. Actually, knowing he'd have no idea how to do it, I made his facebook account (and e-mail so he could have a facebook), told him his user name and password, created shortcuts on his desktop so that he could get there easily, and then logged him into them both and set them to keep him logged in so he'd never have to mess with it. It took him about a month to discover the photo albums and begin his campaign to make me regret creating his facebook by posting and tagging me in every embarrassing and terrible childhood photo he could find.
Shortly after beginning this campaign, I guess he started playing with facebook to see what other activities he could use to torment me and discovered he could search for and find other people with facebook accounts. My Daddi used this feature to look for and find a friend he knew in San Diego just after getting out of the Navy a little over 40 years ago. He and Wendy have since talked every day and their facebooks read like two love-struck teenagers. Today it is "Wendy from the West" because she flew from Salt Lake City and will be spending the next few months with my dad. I'm hoping for Miss Wendy's sake the turtles are out and about this spring and the whippoorwills are filling the night air before she heads back in May. As for my Daddi, I havn't spoken with him yet but I can still see the grin on his face, the sparkle in his eye, and already know the song in his heart: "I'm on top of the world, looking down on creation, and the only explanation I can find, is the love that I've found, ever since you've been around, you're love put me on the top of the world."
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