Feliz día de Padres (Happy Fathers’ Day)

Feliz día de Padres (Happy Father's Day)

We have so much respect, love, and appreciation for our Daddy.

Where do I begin to share with you all about the awesomeness of our father? My Dad’s nickname growing up was “Sonny”, and my little sister Keasha always says… “Everybody should have a little Sonny Brown in their life.” Today, more than any other time, I concur with her assessment. We are very blessed to still have both of our parents; because many people find celebratory days like this one very difficult to experiences. I greatly empathize with that reality and whoever is readying this and misses their father, I invite you to share mine in this short blog exchange.

I have always been a self-proclaimed “Daddy’s Girl” and I am sure that few in my immediate family would disagree with me about that position. All of my siblings and Mom tell me that emotionally, I am very much like my Dad who I would describe as walk softly, but carry a big stick if people start trippin’!! Ha ha.  My father and I have always seemed to have a mental, intellectual, and spiritual connection that allowed us to communicate without words.

My parents were very young when they married (around 19 years old) and at times it seemed that we were growing-up right alongside these young parents. In my opinion there was only an upside to that reality. There are numerous stories I could tell about how my father has been there for his family, from the time he helped me manage my asthma as a youngster by encouraging me to run with him down by Summit Lake at 6 am in the mornings, to the time he walked from his factory job returning home with actual icicles hanging from his nose as he had to walk home from Barberton, Ohio when his car broke down. Because of my Daddy’s encouragement during my early years, I went on to become a star-athlete in junior high and high school in track and field earning a silver medal in Junior Olympics competition and breaking a school record in the hurdles as a teenager. My father supported and encouraged us not only in our extracurricular activities, but also in our academic and spiritual development. I remember my father attentively reading my papers during my undergraduate and graduate years in college and he remains today the smartest and wisest person I have ever known. These are not simply the musings of a daughter holding larger-than-life exaggerations of her father; because there are easily 5 more sibling corroborators along with a long host of grandchildren who can attest to how very special and wonderful our Daddy (and Grandpa) has been and continues to be.

One of the few pictures of our Daddy as a teenager.

One of the few pictures of our Daddy as a teenager.

My Dad is the oldest of seven siblings and only he and my Aunt Bev are still on this natural earthly plane with us out of that group. I can only image the heartache associated with the transitioning of your parents and most of your siblings that my father has endured.  Nevertheless, my father’s spirit and dignity always allows us as a family to remain both mentally and emotionally strong during some of the toughest challenges in our lives.

Of course, there were times when I thought both of my parents were out of touch as a youngster growing up, believing that they simply didn’t understand how things are changing in “The World”. But, I have come to realize as an adult that my Dad’s claims (as per King Solomon) that there is nothing new under the sun have been pretty accurate, and that although technology and innovation has introduced new complexities in life, human beings maintain a consistent type of character that if you are attentive, you can learn how best to negotiate. Ultimately, wisdom is the principle thing with my Daddy (1 Kings 4:29; Proverbs 4:7). It is because of my father that I always had big dreams and was never afraid to pursue them. Words cannot express the joy I felt being able to Skype with my Dad from Chile and sharing with him my excitement about traveling to another country in the pursuit of my PhD.

So, in order to try and wrap up this post and honor to my father I have to say that the “true” blog post would be much too long in my effort to describe how my father has always been a man of quiet dignity and strength for all of his children. He teaches and examples to us the virtues of hard work, family support, loyalty, and how placing God as the head of your life can greatly assist in directing for you a prosperous path. So on this special date, I pause to thank God for my Daddy and every time I see his smile, hear his laugh, or listen to him pray, I am every more appreciative to be his daughter. ¡Te quiero mucho Papi! Gracias por todos. ❤  🙂

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With the help of my daughter I could Skype and laugh with my Daddy and Mommy from Chile

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Saturday family homemade Ice Cream scoops with Daddy pre-Father’s Day


It was perfect weather today for our get together BBQ in order to celebrate the awesome Father’s in our families.

Happy Father’s Day to all who call or know you as you Daddy

Viaje a Santiago en un día de lluvia (Trip to Santiago on a rainy day)

Viage a Santiago en un día de lluvia  (Trip to Santiago on a rainy day)

kinda fun trip, but not really.


A family emergency has required I make a quick trip on to the United States.  No worries, all is well, but you gotta be there when the family needs you.   I was able to multitask and turn my visit to Santiago into a business trip as well.  I hope to have a little time to myself before heading out on Wednesday and see some things in Santiago.  I hope today’s rain isn’t a sign of what is to come for the next week.  I am too afraid to check the weather forecast right now.  Eh!  I’ll check it before bed.  Nevertheless, I was able to schedule a meeting with a fellow member of the World Futures Studies Federation.  We’ve talked online and tomorrow will be our first in person meeting.  I need help with getting more research participants out of Santiago universities and I certainly hope she can help me with that effort.

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One of the biggest shockers to me when I initially arrived in Chile last year was that there were pay public toilets!!  This one is in the Talca, Maule international bus terminal and you pay at this window.  The folks were nice enough to take a picture for me.  After paying they give you this weird piece of metal that goes into that slot on the right.  It then allows the turn-style to rotate and you can then enter the bathrooms.  This would never work in Cleveland or New York, ’cause I know people who would simple jump that gate unless there were police stationed around it. lol  There are about 500 Chilean pesos to every $1 USD, so it cost a little over 50 cent to go to the toilet.  But, I think there are also some baños (bathrooms) that are free, however my friend Camila told me, “You don’t want to use that one!”


Well, after my laptop died last semester at the end of my first trip to Chile, I purchased a new Dell XPS15 and they had a deal where you could also get their Venue 8 Pro tablet.  It’s really awesome and runs full windows programs just like my laptop.  The downsize is there is not a lot of space on the device so I had to by a 64G micro SD card.  Nevertheless, I have had more problems with my laptop than with this device, but Dell has been cool about providing me with service in Chile.  I was able to load a bunch of my movies on the SD card so I’m watching TuPac & Janet Jackson in Poetic Justice and Laz Alonso in Miracle at St. Anna (an old Spike Lee movie).  Laz Alonso es el tipo de hombre de mis sueños {long sigh and girly giggle}. 🙂  I still have to watch Baby Boy and Boyz in the Hood.  It’s so funny watching these old movies again because I see actors that I hadn’t notice before when I first watched these.  Perhaps I’ll save those other two for the long plane ride home.


Janet Jackson & Tupac Shakur in the movie Poetic Justice (1993)



Laz Alonso (far right and second from the left) in the movie Miracle at St. Anna (2008). Him so handsome!! 🙂



I always try to get a nice picture of the Andes Mountains coming into Santiago while riding the bus. Pero nunca no puedo.



This is a little better picture of the Andes Mountains. Not a bad shot considering I’m on a moving bus.