I have many faults
But, they’re all my parents’ fault
They’re so visible
My mom was Irish
With some Scots and English, too
Dad was Italian
Cried at the drop of a hat
So on St. Pat’s Day
I can blame both my parents
For everything wrong
I seldom hold back
My feelings are no secret
Worn on my socks, too!
This little 3″ x 5″ book titled,
Yet Another Day
was copyrighted in 1905.
My mother-in-law bought it at a flea market for $1.00
in about 1959. I inherited it from her.
This note is in the inside front cover:
The title page tells you the book, written by Rev. J.H. Jowett, M.A.,
is intended to be used as a prayer for every day of the year.
The copyright page gives valuable tips,
as valid today as they were 113 years ago!
Today is December 22nd.
The prayer for today is one I want to share with you.
(I pray I am not breaking copyright laws by sharing this!)
Pray with me, will you?
(And enjoy the beautiful, lyrical language of 113 years ago.)
“Lord of all life, wilt Thou quicken me in the ministry of Thy life-giving Spirit? May no part of my being remain in deadly insensitivity. May I be alive unto God! May all my powers aspire after Thee, as flowers after the sun.” AMEN!
When my dear daddy, Sal,
Left behind his earthly pain
He took with him some items
But left behind the main.
He took his smile and chuckle,
His twinkle and his hugs,
But he left behind his calendars
And the fancy cut glass mugs.
He took his constant excuses,
Like “I missed that day in school,”
But he left his love of convertibles
(Our son thinks they’re pretty cool).
He took his love of walnuts
But the nuts he left behind;
They’re his daughters, Jan & Sally,
-And we’ve got his nutcracker, too-
(We knew he wouldn’t mind!)
Happy Father’s Day and Happy Crackin’ to all the nutty dads out there!