Picture this: I was five years old and just completed my first ballet recital. I was playing some kind of nymph with strings attached to pom pom balls hanging off each of my fingers. The last thing my teacher, Mrs. Chandler, told me was “keep your fingers splayed so your balls won’t get twisted.” (Remember: this is BALLET talk.)
I didn’t know what “splayed” was, so of course, my balls got twisted, and I couldn’t concentrate or keep my balance. I fell on my face. Never mind, my Daddy was there on the front row taking movie pictures of my fiasco, oblivious to the fact that his daughter was the one failure in the group of nymphs.
I thought about that tonight as I watched my daddy on stage. Here I was – 50 something – being totally obnoxious with my camera to get a “movie picture” of my 80-something daddy who received the nicest award his town offers – Hometown Hero. He’s the second one from left on first row. Isn’t he cute? He’s seated right beside my friend Caroline Harrell who was another perfect choice for hometown hero. She certainly is one of mine.
Two more of my personal heroes are in the second row. Kenny Dill – the middle tall one-has been mayor of West Point longer than any other man could stand it, and Robbie Robinson, at his right, was my class cut up who got serious and served as chancery clerk for the past gazillion years.
But back to my story. Daddy had to climb a steep case of stairs to receive his award which bothered me. Thank goodness there was an escort there to help him. The last thing I remember is he slapped the poor man’s hand away and did it all by himself. After my ball incident, I got up all by myself too. Oh thank goodness, maybe I have his genes after all.
The reason for this occasion was the 150th anniversary celebration of the founding of West Point, Mississippi. Though I don’t live there anymore, it was a great place in which to grow up.
Of course, I took Daddy for an ice cream cone after his stellar performance.
Oh, I forget to mention that the award plaques were made from the seats from our old football stadium! Now, who in the world came up with that great idea?