Dear Old Dad

Birthday interview with Daddy!  He is 55 this year.

1.  What is your full name? Why did you parents select this name for you?
      John Doran Kenney.  Doran is my father's middle name and is also his childhood name that he went by in his home growing up.  Because his father's name was Benjamin and his name was Ben.  So everybody called him Doran from his parents to all his relatives to everyone who knew him.  My mom didn't call him Doran so I don't know what he went by... (Kikz) she calls him Ben Doran...  ya.  (Mimz) what about the John part?...  John?  Well our ancestor that joined the church, his name was John Kenney.  He's my great great great... great grandfather.  But... that's not why they named me John.  I think there's a closer relative named John, but I think he went by Jack.  (Mimz) Did you have a nickname?  At home?  No.  
2.  When and where were you born?

3.   How did your family come to live there?

4.  Were there other family members in the area?  Who?

5.  What was the house like?  How many rooms?  Bathrooms?  Did it have electricity?  Indoor plumbing?  Telephones?

6.  What is your earliest childhood memory?



Just an insert.  Dad is the best because he is kind, caring, and very wise.  He has always loved and taken care of us.  From making sure we knew how to read (oh yes, I had those phonograms memorized better than any other 1st grader in the state!), reading us bedtime books, to helping with math all the way through our Senior years of highschool.  He always supports us in developing our talents and has (and is as we speak) put us through college and made sure we had all the best in life.  I also love Daddy's love for movies and his proficiency at Disney quotes.  Some of my favorite memories of Dad are:
         Growing up he always went around singing ho hum, the tune is dumb...  
         Uppies
         Reading Harry Potter and Treasure Island together (I thinking we started and restarted that book at least 5 times before we actually finished it)
         Dad always trying to explain to me something about space, math or science...  I learned a lot,  but I also didn't understand a lot... ha ha
        Tickle fights.  They always ended by Dad grabbing ALL of our hands (including mom's             sometimes) and holding them tight in one of his massive bear paws so that we couldn't get them out and keep tickling him, ha ha.
        Daddy's speeches, family night lessons and admonitions on getting enough SLEEP!  Now that  I'm a parent, I finally understand... ha ha
        "This is NEPHI!"
        Dad sporting mom's sunglasses when driving her car, and even walking into the Doctor's office with them.
       Daddy's awesome and inspiring emails each week while on my mission
     

So many wonderful memories...   We love our Dear Old Dad!