My Father’s Child

Did I ever tell you about the time when I was taken to the men’s restroom at El Chcio’s because a waiter thought I was a little boy?

Not one of my finer moments.

If memory serves me correctly, I was around six-years-old rocking a fresh Dorthy Hammil haircut. I’m sure my parents were trying to implore some sort of independent will in their young first grader by suggesting I approach said waiter to direct me to the nearest water closet. I knew something was up when I saw the urinals on the wall. I used the facility, washed my hands, politely nodded to the baffled man entering upon my exit and returned to my nachos.

Lincee Dorothy Hair

Exhibit A:  Remove the Strawberry Shortcake doll and Smurf pajamas, and you are left with Nicholas from Eight is Enough:


I don’t blame El Chico Waiter at all for thinking I was a boy.  It is quite obvious I am my father’s child.  Locals and relatives used to call me Little Johnny.

When my boss first met my Daddy in person, he said, “It’s as if someone peeled off Johnny Ray’s face and put it on yours. You look exactly alike.”

To which I replied, “I understand. He’s one good looking human being.”


This is typical Johnny Ray.
Strong. Wise. Reflective. Respected.

To this day, the boys within two years of my high school graduating class still find him extremely intimidating.


[Aside:  Johnny Ray also has a rattle snake band on his cowboy hat. John Wayne would be proud.]


He’s also the man who taught me about the importance of a life filled with hard work, integrity and a good pair of aviator sunglasses.

I’m glad that we share a face and would proudly agree to be his son for any and all the El Chico waiters in the world.

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September 12, 2013 9:20 pm

what a sweet tribute.
and no doubt he is also proud.

wow, you texans are a tough group. rattlesnake hat!?!

September 13, 2013 11:09 am

I just cried a little! Sweet and touching – I’m driving over to my parents to hug my Daddy right now! Your dad looks like a good man! Thanks for sharing!

September 13, 2013 11:27 am

Thanks so much ladies! You are both so sweet to comment.

September 16, 2013 6:04 pm

Delayed comment. Computer troubles. Love this message to your Dad! I just lost my dear Daddy. Out of four children I look most like my Dad. I cursed the long skinny legs he gave me as a teen. It’s paying off now at over 40. You totally lucked out looking like your Dadddy! Loved this post.

Rebecca J
Rebecca J
September 16, 2013 7:48 pm

He IS one seriously good man!!! I so appreciate the role he has played in the lives of my children. On an important side note: I had the very same haircut at that age-my mom called it a “mushroom cut”…I might still be a little bitter about it!

September 16, 2013 8:19 pm

Thanks Connie!

Becca — Daddy loves your kiddos. More than you know!

September 18, 2013 12:03 pm

What a blessing, we are lucky to have strong men to teach us right from wrong. I sometimes take for granted that I grew up in a two parent home who loved me and made me who I am today. What a great tribute to your dad.

September 26, 2013 12:27 am

Just finding your blog from Magnificent to Egregious. This post was hilarious. I have to say I laughed so hard I was crying.The Eight is Enough picture was the topper!
I can totally relate as I had a pixie cut as a child and was called little boy more times than I care to remember. Funny thing is I also was told many times how much I look like my dad.

How sweet this was. Adorable. Your dad seems like a pretty awesome guy! Love your blog!


October 2, 2013 11:20 pm

i had that SAME strawberry shortcake doll!

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