In Memory of my Dad Fathers day 2013

The first true love any girl has is that of her dad







I know this is true as I loved my dad,  he was my hero
Standing about 6 foot 4 with that white wavy hair that shined like a diamond
He was a giant of a man in my eyes

He was a wonderful provider for his wife and nine children, not a one of us
every went without , we always had shelter  clothes, food, a stable home life that
was centered around God and family.

As I look back on the few short years I was allowed to have
my dad, he taught me so much ,values that stick with me today ,37 years later
Be honest , always work for what you get, be helpful to others, give to others
Speak to everyone, as everyone has feelings treat them the way you would want to be
treated.

A few memories

There is never a day that I don't think about my dad, I am reminded of him
when I mow and weed eat , He would think I was a lazy mowed and weeder
as he used a push mower and his knife down on his knees trimming the weeds

I think about his love for keeping everything neat and clean, he cleaned his car
every day , he wouldn't be happy with me if he saw my car he would say "you have the dirtiest car I have ever saw and with a car like that I wouldn't want to go look at the inside of your house"
I can remember him saying if you see a dirty car you can count on their house looking the same
I don't think that applies to everyone but he sure did.

He would tell everyone when introducing me I was his "baby" and I would say later Daddy  just say I was the youngest don't say I am the baby  his reply would always be "you will always be my baby even when you are 40"

He was a avid hunter,  I had so wanted to go squirrel hunting with him he wouldn't take me
but I keep begging until one day he said ok , so off we go he parks the truck  and we get out and start up the mountain I may have been 8 or 10.  I was just so excited to be going I picked up a walking stick
to climb the hills with , we get way up in the hill and he says to me sit down right here ,
while sitting there ~~I can see him now standing to  the right of me up a few feet from where I am sitting
 as I sit  I decided to just break that stick I was carrying , CRACK .... the stick went , my dad turned to me and says lets
go I said I thought we were going squirrel hunting he didn't say anything  I keep on and on but I
wanted to squirrel hunt finally when we get back in the truck I ask again but dad why  did we come out of the woods, he then replies " when you cracked that stick back there the squirrel ran off you have to be quiet in the woods " I don't remember him telling me to be quite  but that is something
I never was good at ~~being quite~~ Needless to say I never got to go hunting with him  again.


So today Dad I am over 40 but glad to be your baby .......................................