|Dad and Mom 1948|
Robert W. Beale
1923 - 1971
He had the black hair and blue eyes of much of his line. He was taller than his ancestors at 5'11" and he had the ruddy complexion of the other men in the family. He was of average build, not small of frame, nor large. Like much of his family he loved music and played several instruments. Trombone was his instrument of first choice but he also played Trumpet, Cornet, Violin, and Banjo. He played well enough to play in the Coast Guard Band and travel with the USO during WW2 . When he and Mom were married in 1945, Dad only had a few days off duty. Their honeymoon was aboard a train with the Coast Guard Band and they were serenaded to their compartment by the other bands on board. My Mom said it was quite an evening and she remembered that Cesar Romero, a very famous actor at that time, was among the group of singers. He was on board as a member of the USO Tour.
As for his humor, well it was usually something totally unexpected that he would do or say that would have us all rolling on the floor laughing. Like the time Ed Sullivan had Rudolph Nureyev on his show. I ooh and aaahed at his graceful dance. Whereupon Dad , not to be outdone, leapt into the air, twirled and landed gracefully with a bow and smile on his face. My jaw dropped. I sometimes wondered if he saved it all up and then just exploded because he just couldn't contain it anymore. Nowadays it would be known as an OMG moment.
The phrase "Now the bit here is..." was Dad's way of beginning the explanation of a circumstance. A way of explaining how things are not necessarily what they appear to be, how one thing may seem one way but digging a little deeper would reveal the real purpose, the motivation. Dad loved political discussions and election years. He would have had quite alot to say about this election year. Of that I have absolutely no doubt.
I envy those who can describe their parents in depth. Their various traits and quirks, the minute details, the shape of the face, the angle of a smile. But I am not that clever. To me Dad is a feeling. Warm, protected, defended, laughter, seriousness, strength, intelligence and being loved to the very core of my being. Happy Birthday Daddy. I miss you very, very much.