Jerry D. Geiser, Gillette, Wyoming

Father's Day has past but I did not forget to write a blog about my Dad.  All little girls look up to their Dad and I think that all little girls are Daddy's little girl.  In some ways, I don't know where to start--there are so many things to write about my Dad.  So, let's see how many bullet points we end up with today:

• Dad is what we call a "oner" --One of a kind.  When he makes a phone call or introduces himself, "Jerry D. Geiser, Gillette, Wyoming."  That always makes us chuckle.  He is also a champ at making up words.  For the longest time, I thought most of his words, really were words only to find out that Dad made them up.
• Mom and Dad were high school sweet hearts and he has always loved her more than anything.  He gave me some picture books he used to carry in his truck so I could copy the pictures.  The books were filled with pictures of Mom.  Two of them touched my heart--one had a newspaper clipping by it that said "Love at first sight" and the other was the two of them in a passionate embrace--kissing.  Both of them have stayed with each other through thick and thin and through many ups and downs but he loves her like all girls hope to be loved some day.  Laurie and I want to write a book about their love story, it's truly one worth writing.
• Dad has always loved to play poker, long before playing poker was the hip thing to do.  He's pretty good at it too.  He taught us to play poker and it's a long standing tradition to play poker at Geiser Thanksgiving.  Grandpa Geiser loved playing poker too.  They played many games at the Truck Stop and some of his poker comments are products of those games, for instance if we are playing too slow, he says, "Come on Thodore."  Apparently Uncle Theodore could take a while when playing his cards. 
• Dad LOVES the Denver Broncos.  We used to go to the games on a bus from Colorado Springs.  One year, Dad and his best friend, Eddie Shrout, wore Bronco boxers over their jeans and paraded around the stadium with a Bronco banner.  They were so much fun.
• Dad always had big dogs, Geman Shepards or Black Labs and they all had the same names.  King for the German Shepards and Snowball for the Black Labs.   We had a variety of other dogs a mutt named Ceasar and a yellow lab.  Dad loved his dogs and his dogs loved him.  Now believe it or not, he has two Shih Tzu's and he loves those dogs.  The Geiser men are softening up in their old age.
• Dad loves his newspapers.  He has a whole stack that he reads through every day.  Even if he is a little behind, he still reads them and he is a plethora of information.
• Dad is strong--both physically and emotionally.  I only remember him crying a few times--when my Grandpa Galvan died. when my sister died and when Grandpa Geiser died.  I was a little girl when Grandpa Galvana and Jeanette died but it  broke my heart to see him that sad.





Mom's high school picture






Dad's Best Friend, Eddie Shrout






Grandpa Geiser

• Dad can be spontaneous and so fun loving.  After Jeanette died, he came home one day and said, "Pack your bags kids we're going to Disney Land."  And we did--it's a great memory. 

There are so many little things to write about my Dad.  I love him and I respect him a great deal.  He's made mistakes in his life but I'll always look up to him and I will always love him.  He's a oner.