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Dad, too (Jeanne)

I don't want to start another blog specifically for our dad, Larry Somers. But as I sort through papers and think of things I'd like to "keep" while I clear clutter, I think I'll just add them to mother's blog. I don't think she'd mind.

I found this in with my dad's financial papers (my parents didn't get rid of very many pieces of paper . . . ). I hadn't realized that he started working at Suburban even before Louise was born! I knew that it was the only job I was cognizant of him having and that's because it *was* his only job during my lifetime until he retired!

He had so many stories about working at Suburban Wood Products. Most of them reflected his unhappiness with his job there. As a kid, I once asked him why he didn't quit if he was so unhappy. That didn't go over well!

I didn't realize until I was an adult that his negativity was part of his identity. It's sad that he lived a "glass half full" life, but I recognize how habitual that attitude can be. I struggle to fight against my tendency toward negativity and criticism. "Choose your attitude - and make it a good one!"
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