Saturday, October 10, 2009


On 9/30/09,at 212 am i lost my father.Since then Ive spent alot of time reflecting on daddy.Daddy Loved his God, His family and his country.Daddy has left me with some mighty good memory"s.Daddy overcame alot in his life.He was the oldest of 12 and grew up in the depression years.My grandfather was a acholoic and between Daddy & my grandmother they kept the family together.Daddy was only able to go as far as the 10th grade in school, but got his GED in the army.He never stopped trying to learn something new.I guess i got my love of books from him.My earliest memory of daddy was in church.he did his best to keep us kids on the straight & narrow, but if we fell short he still loved us.As a correctional Sgt Ive seen what happens when there isn't a strong father to guide you.I never had to worry about daddy drinking up the grocery money & coming home and beating everyone up.Never saw a time when there wasn't food on the table or our needs met.I feel a void right now ,but i can hear him tell me"stand tall boy,your mama needs you.Even now he guides me in my day to day life with the example he set for me in life.