What a lovely remembering of a great man. I think it's wonderful that he wanted to work with plants, that he'd rather be in a garden than a war. I also find it interesting that he didn't like chicken, though that makes perfect sense considering what he was made to do as a child. Life, yes, but he was still a child who cared about animals. Me, I'm grateful someone else slaughters our meat. I try to buy meat from conscious farmers, but it would be hard for me if I had to do the deed myself. Anyway, your love of your father comes through strong here. Blessings to you and your family, whether they are on this earth or dancing in the stardust. 💖