My Favorite Picture Essay, Research Paper

It wasn?t to long ago, yes, and I can still remember that day. My youngest

daughter Tammie was only five and a half. It was my fortieth birthday.

Jackie, my wife, and Tammie were in the kitchen baking my birthday cake, it was

the first time Tammie ever made, well or should I day created, a cake. It was a very

hectic day around my house. I had the feeling that those two were up too more than

just baking a delicious white, strawberry cake for me. In addition, the fact that the

phone was ringing all day off the hook and none of the calls were for me kinda gave me

the idea that those two trouble makers were up to something! Finally around three

o?clock I decided that I would shower and shave just incases something would happen

tonight. After that I decided to take a stroll. Well, that stroll turned into a hike, and I

mean a very long walk! My poor feet felt as if they were about to fall off if I hadn?t

picked up that wonderful walking stick. I grabbed the cane like stick and headed back

home. It was almost seven o?clock. I had a strange feeling that I should be home by

eight. Boy was I ever right.

As I walked up the stairs of the porch I pulled out my grand-daddies pocket

watch, it read 8:10. As I finished walking up the last final stairs, I took my new cane

and stretched a great big stretch. I finally walked into the house, which was a dark as

midnight on a night with no moon, and I turned on the switch and. . . nothing

happened! Well, I had almost given up on my party idea when all of a sudden out of

every nook and cranny, closet, table and every place a person could be hiding, people

jumped out and yelled, ?SURPRISE!? Flash, and that is when this picture was taken.

Now whenever I take out this picture, I know that this will always be my favorite picture

and that I will always get a good laugh out of this day.