Hey everyone, welcome back to another episode of Coco Kelly and Day where my mom and I talk about everything and nothing all at the same time. Mother, daughter production. Yes, mother and daughter production.

So today I made the podcast topic so we'll see how it goes first up. This is kind of more of a serious subject, but I was thinking the other day when we were on the podcast and my mom was talking about who she looks like and she said that she looks like her dad and I was like, yeah, you do more like your dad than your mom, but her dad actually passed away when she was seven. So I thought it was really good that I know what her dad looks like because she always had this 8 by 10 photo.

I was going to have a 10 by 10 photo on her nightstand growing or when I was growing up and now it's still in the house. So I mean, he was the only 18 in that photo. Yeah, well senior year high school. Okay, he actually graduated from Mublice. Yeah, and I just from that picture. I think just that one picture that I see all the time you do have quite a resemblance to him.

And then I thought it would be good to maybe a listeners don't know that you lost your dad at such a young age and I just kind of wanted to talk about the effects of that and stuff because really you don't talk about it a lot with me either and I never felt like you ever acted like, oh my gosh, I grew up without a dad, you know, so I kind of wanted to dive into it a little bit.

So what are the memories that you have from your dad? What do you remember of him?

And that is hard. The older you get, that seems like the less you can remember certain things, but there are like tons of things burned into my, he was very on hands kind of dad.

And he's you know felt loved and we lived in the city. We didn't live up here. He graduated from here. He worked construction. The same thing like my husband ended up doing and my dad's name was Dave and I married a Dave. So it's kind of weird.

But so we moved to the city. We lived down in Utica and he, I forgot what was my question. What all my early memories?

Well, just like what you were even what you remember of your house, like anything, because I can still picture our house exactly the house we lived in in Utica. I can picture that exactly.

I remember church is okay. This is one thing I remember about church and my dad, I had a brother and a sister with my mom and that dad. And so we were, I'm the oldest and that Barbie's a year younger and Dave is a year younger than.

So, yeah. So anyways, we did go to church. We went to church every week and I remember like getting in trouble all the time and our punishment was and it wasn't like we were really bad in church, but for some reason me and Davey, which.

Barbie's the middle child and she always was so good in church and she, she even one time I was like so jealous. She brought her own allowance and put it in the dish when it got passed around and I was like, why didn't I think of that? Like she just sneakily brought her own money and put it in the thing which was really like it was.

But I'm too busy worried about my brother hitting me in the leg or pinching me and pinching him back in church. And so every time when we got home from church, it was torture.

We had to stand in the corner with our nose in the corner and we all had to stand for 10 minutes, but the 10 minutes you had to stand in the corner.

So, by our front door was a front door and then like a little wall. So both corners we got put in were right next to each other. I mean like almost as close as when you're sitting in church. That's how like close we had to stand in a corner next to each other.

So, if you touched each other or talked, you got another 10 minutes at it. So it was never just 10 minutes. I was just furious.

So it's just you and Davey that had to do this. I'm sure Barbie got in there sometimes, but it was if she did something. Did your mommy and dad do this or was this who's who's role was this?

I think it was. It was probably both of them, but I remember my dad being like I remember wanting to be good so bad because I wanted my dad to be like impressed.

So that's why I think it was my dad that was like so strict and he grew up with his brothers. Anybody that even knows his brothers. They were all wild and crazy and it was all boys fighting and whatever, but he must have just wanted us to be different.

So you just had to be so, so good. Like you couldn't do anything like it was just kind of funny. So I do remember that not spank ins or anything like that was and but my dad was also very, very, very goofy and very kind.

Like if he took us for ice cream, the ice cream trucks came by all the time. So we would get ice cream there. But if he took us somewhere and the neighbor kids wanted ice cream too, he took the neighbor kids too.

And I can remember that like he was very, very generous, just very kind all the time. He was just a good person and you know that's that's like a distinct memory though I can remember as the church and the but right before he died, he wanted to get us out of the city city.

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