Proud Dad

The year is 2016 and the United States has just elected the
first woman, as President of the United States.

A few days after the election the president-elect calls her
father in Kentucky and says, ‘So, Dad, I assume you will be
coming to my inauguration?’

‘I don’t think so. It’s a long drive, your mother isn’t as young
as she used to be, and my arthritis is acting up again.’

‘Don’t worry about it Dad, I’ll send Air Force One to pick
you up and take you home.  And a limousine will pick you up
at your door.’

‘I don’t know.  Everybody will be so fancy. What would your
mother wear?’

Oh Dad, she replies, ‘I’ll make sure she has a wonderful
gown custom-made by the best designer in New York.

‘Honey,’ Dad complains, ‘you know I can’t eat those rich
foods you and your friends like to eat.’
The President-to-be responds, ‘Don’t worry Dad. The entire
affair is going to be handled by the best caterer in New York and
I’ll ensure your meals are salt free. Dad, I really want you to come..’

So Dad reluctantly agrees and on January 20, 2017, arrives to
see his daughter sworn in as President of the United States.
In the front row sits the new president’s Dad and Mom. Dad
noticing the senator sitting next to him leans over and whispers,
‘You see that woman over there with her hand on the Bible,
becoming President of the United States.’

The Senator whispers back, ‘Yes I do.’

Dad says proudly, ‘Her brother played basketball at UK.’

Stephen Booker and Sugar Foot

Stephen Booker

Original Newspaper Clipping – Stephen Booker of Knottsville, riding his pony ‘Sugar Foot,’ stops to pet the pony’s month-old foal, ‘Peanuts,’ during an outing on Old St. Lawrence Church Road. Courier-Journal, Saturday, August 23rd, 1969. Photo taken by Will Lott. Stephen is the son of Billy Joe Booker and Mary Jonell (Millay) Booker.

I Bet Someone Feels Really Embarassed..

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