What a wonderful way to think of my father, Nathan P. Nichols. Yes! He was an expert at having fun. The more I thought about this, the more examples came to mind. I've been smiling all week, mentally compiling lists of the ways we had fun with him.
Here's an example from 1974, when I had flown back to Danvers for a visit, bringing my two young children from California. There was snow on the ground, and my parents brought out a Flexible Flyer sled for us to play with. We took turns on that sled, but Nick soon fetched a boat from the garage so that he could slide down the driveway without waiting for a turn on that sled. I feared that he might crash into a tree along that steep curved driveway, but he slid with confidence, and arrived safely at the bottom. Soon he was offering rides to others. In this photo, he and my mother are accompanied by my daughter Tonya.
This weekend I have been writing a piece about my father's playfulness. I will probably submit a composition to the Danvers Herald soon.