of the Year winning essay
Below is Kaylee Uhlenkott's essay that earned her father, Roy Uhlenkott, father of the year honors at Daddy Date Night.
Dad I will always remember the times when you have Fridayís off, and we would eat tuna fish sandwiches and listen to Paul Harvey. I always wanted to be like you. I remember building the porch at our old house with you and trying to act like you. I remember getting a ride on your motorcycle and wanting to be like you. Although I act like my mom a lot now I do know that I at least look like you! Like Iíve said before if I look more like you and people think that you are good looking then what is wrong with me? Itís ok though I will always have you! Making memories with you has been a great time. I was and always will be daddyís little girl. One memory that sticks in my mind so well, is that Fatherís day a year or two ago when you took me on that four-wheeler ride, and you told me to hold on, well, I had no idea you were going to gun it up the little ditch out of the creek and when you did and I flew back and my head hit the water and my legs flew up into your armpits. Good Times!
Dad Iím glad you loved me and taught me things that many other dadís do not teach their kids, like how adults like it when you acknowledge them and sincerely say hello or talk to them. Or how if you believe you can do something then you have a better chance of doing it. Another thing that I will take with me forever is that I am at the point in my life where kids look up to me like I used to look up to the high school kids. I need to set a good example for them and let them know that you donít have to be the typical high school kid to be someone.
Dad sometimes I donít understand you but I know you do what you do for a reason. Yes, I do hate your long drawn-out lectures about one thing that leads another thing that sometimes if you are long-winded leads to another. But I try to listen. Ok, well I try and listen to the main idea. I thank you for wanting to be all that I can be, and I thank you for listening to me when I need to cry and making me talk it out when all I want to do is go to my room and try and keep it all bottled up. Thank you for trying to understand me. We donít always think alike, but deep down, I know that we are more alike than we thin we are.
Thank you for pushing me to do things that I donít want to do but in the end find it was worth it. Thank you for forcing me to drive in Spokane to learn to drive around a place bigger than Lewiston. And thank you also for forcing me to drive your pickup to learn how to drive a manual. Even though I hated it at the time, it was well worth it. Heck if you hadnít pushed me to do track, I wouldnít be a state champion in shot put. Thank you for believing in me and pushing me to make me better.
Dad, I know that it is hard for you to watch me grow up. After all, I am your first born, and I am the first to leave the house. Iím sorry that I donít hold your hand in church and eat tuna sandwiches with you anymore. I miss those days, but we will have different things that we do together that we will love, like taking long drives to find pretty rock for the waterfall or taking trips to Canada (youíre a trooper!). Thank you for all that you do, and daddy, I promise I will be ok on my own! I love you daddy!
By: Kaylee Uhlenkott