My Dad passed away this morning. He was 91 years old. For the last 5 years he has done nothing more than miss my Mom after her passing.
When I was little, I wanted to marry him. He looked like Roy Rogers. He was always my hero.
He was a good man. A man whose name and reputation would open doors for us in the community.
Family was the most impotant thing in his life and we knew it.
He was a bricklayer...he was my Dad.
When I was little, I wanted to marry him. He looked like Roy Rogers. He was always my hero.
He was a good man. A man whose name and reputation would open doors for us in the community.
Family was the most impotant thing in his life and we knew it.
He was a bricklayer...he was my Dad.