Saturday, June 19, 2010

Happy Fathers Day

Dear Dad....you are with our heavenly Father today. the last words I heard you say after I asked you "dad are you in pain?" was "no" you said. And you were not as you were in your mind with the Father in heaven. God gave me to you as your first child. I wasn't planned...but there I was. You were so pleased that a girl child was given you that she was named for the person that had helped him to survive as a young boy. He didn't have a mother to raise him, she left his father after the fourth boy was born. I am so pleased that I have that name. It didn't mean a thing to me until  adult thoughts were installed. thank you dad for the name, but mostly for the Godly heritage you gave me. You prayed, gave, read your bible, worked tirelessly to make a living so that your children would have what you didn't have.
  I remember him going to work on the church after working 10 hours a day with the Service Station Maintenance company, that he organized. Our church was his second home, where he could find solace with his God and savior.  He was a bit strict...Yeah! strict... so that we could and would know what clean living was all about.
Hunting or fishing was his thing on saturdays...thats when us girls could have our chocolate pudding , pizza or tuna fish sandwiches...he did not like those foods....He wanted meat, potatoes, vegetables and dessert. Nothing was to be eaten after dishes were done....something I changed for my life !!!!!
When I  was a baby, mom and dad went to Swannee River Camp , he searched the country over to buy me fresh milk.....no sodas for me only milk and did I drink it? NO NO NO...I wanted coke!!!lol
So many  memories are precious and tucked away in my heart. Only to be remembered often.
I love you dad. Put your arms around your grandson, my son, Vann. You called him as a baby, Duncan Hines, "only the best will do"....and he is with you, mother,  Charles my brother ,grandmothers and grandfathers on both sides of the family.
God bless your memory on this Fathers Day.

1 comment:

Paulette said...

I never met your father, but I remember the confident girl you were when you came to Trevecca. I thought your folk were rich because you were so smart and knew about so many things - I was pretty sheltered I guess. I honor your dad for his great work ethic and for being a real father to real kids. I appreciate him being strict and caring about your character. I know he was a good man, I see him in you. Won't heaven be marvelous - to know and be known. God has something beyond me just waiting. . . Happy Fathers Day! We are the blessed ones - we had real dads!