Years ago, at the family visitation before my daddy’s funeral, we were sniffling and dabbing our teary eyes, when my mom spoke up, “I wish your daddy was here, we could use a joke!” My father would have had just the right one to tell.
My dad knew the art of telling a joke, eye contact, expression, dramic pause. Some he made up, some he read or heard. None were ever rude or offensive. Though as a teen I would groan and roll my eyes when he told one, I would repeat it I first chance I got. Whenever I see someone that knew my dad, they always say something about his sense of humor.
According the my special days calendar, International Joke Day is celebrated on July 1. This is a day to tell jokes not play jokes (pranks). The purpose of this day is to make as…
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