Daddy would have been 97 today if he had lived. He was 65 when he died in February of 1980. It is so hard for me to believe I will be 65 in a few months myself.
Such a strong influence in my life. Lots of memories - some good and some not. Mostly good these days - amazing how the bad things fall away through the years. It's called life.....miss you Daddy.
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