9 years ago today Daddy died. I feel sad all over! I still miss this gentle giant in my life.
A punctual man. His kids could pretty much set their watches by him.
Early to rise with his 1/2 grapefruit for breakfast to always be on time at Hopkinsville Livestock Company on 1st street. Sick day was not a term in his vocabulary.
Daddy always worked. In earlier years he workd in Clarksville on Wednesday & Russellville on Sat.
His Post Office run would be followed M, T, R, & F by lunch at Roundies, with jello as his dessert.
As I said in a 2018 blog entry: Remembering Daddy........
His character is etched on my heart. My hope is that the next generations, his grandchildren and "great grands" will consider the character of their Grandaddy Brud and emulate it as they remember him.
Of course, the greatgrands will ony remember as they have been told be cause the few who were born before he died were youngsters.
It's important to tell those of next generations of the goodness of the Lord as we share the memories and stories of ones in our family who followed Him. (PSALM 78:4)
