He was feted in true Parker family fashion. That being, not with champagne and speeches, but with burgers from the grill, Doritos, and cream soda. He donned a camo jacket at the request of his oldest grandson and sat on the couch watching Shark Week. His t-shirt said "Grandpa is my name, spoiling is my game." There was a lengthy session in the boys' playroom where he patiently marveled over a Lego demonstration.
Once the next generation of the family comes along roles expand and change, and there's a lot of joy in that. He now has three grandsons that he cherishes and dotes upon. But before he was Papa he was Daddy, and before my sister and I became Mommy and Aunt Nina we were his girls. So for Father's Day we gave him a portrait of us, the first one we've had made in a very long time. We love you, Dad.
