Posts Tagged ‘Tony’


The Little Gentleman

February 18, 2009

Anyone who has met my husband John knows that he is nothing but kind and courteous to everyone. What you might not all know is that his mannerly tendencies stem from his earliest childhood. To illustrate, I will share with you one of the favorite John stories from his growing up years. My wonderful father-in-law, Tony, provided the details for this memory.

When John was two years old, Grandpa Kip invited the entire family to the now extinct Atrium at Hasenour’s restaurant in Louisville, KY to introduce to them his beloved fiance, Vesta Trawick. The importance of the occasion and elegance of the atmosphere was not lost on baby John, who was dressed in a little suit just like everyone else. It was indeed a momentous time.

Sitting in his little chair at the table, John engaged everyone in the family in conversation, used proper etiquette as he ate, and in short impressed everyone with manners that most young adults fail to grasp, not to mention most toddlers. Before long, the waiters who would stop by to fill water glasses and remove dinnerware would pause at John’s chair and ask, “And how is the little gentleman?” They even took bets with one another as to John’s age.

For along time after that day, John’s household nickname was “the little gentleman”. Can everyone say “proud parents”? Yes, I believe so.


Note: John no longer responds to either “the little gentleman” or “the big gentleman”, and all readers are advised not even to try.


I married him for his luck

January 8, 2009

If you are not convinced that John is lucky by knowing that he married me, this story is sure to remove all uncertainty. He is a lucky guy.

Tony and Robin, my wonderful in-laws, had a rule in their household about video games. That rule stated quite basically that video games were not allowed. This policy caused John and Ben great frustration, but the rule was clear and immovable.

One fateful evening, John’s family went to the movies together. The movie theater just happened to be holding a drawing at that time for an item much coveted by any young boy – a Super Nintendo. Of course, every kid in the theater except John and Ben was scribbling his or her name onto multiple pieces of paper and jamming them into the drawing box in a vote-early-and-vote-often fashion.

Inevitably, John asked his dad if he could enter, and wisely, Tony told him that he could enter once. So he did. And he won.

Out of all the double dipping kids who stuffed their names into that box, John was the one whose number came up. What a lucky, lucky duck.