Dear Daddy,
I was thinking of
you today. I think of you all the time. In fact every time I am in the Kitchen
I am wondering if you are observing, in hopes that I am following a recipe just
right. Often I decide how I will continue the dish according to what you might
think.
I was so bless to
have had you for my Daddy. I remember your smile, laugh, and hugs. So many
things I see have me recall special memories we shared, like the time you told
me you had something for me… We sat on
the back porch at 1140 Melville and there you gave me a gold necklace watch,
with a Victorian style picture of a woman in the setting with a red background.
It was a few days before my birthday.
Another memory
like thousands came to mind, Christmas eve you came home with 7 Christmas
trees! You told me that no one bought them, and you had to bring them all home
because they would spend Christ birthday all alone. We had the biggest one in
the house and all the others were in the front yard. You were sure to decorate each
one with a little something. That was the house with the cul-de-sac, where Mrs.
Reed lived.
Time and again
during the Christmas season you would paint pictures and greetings on poster
board, John and I would sell them to the neighbors for a buck. We sold enough
to buy gifts and a few bags of food. Also it never seemed like the holidays
unless we had the large mirror all painted with greetings too!
Dad, I am to this
day very respectful of our heavenly Father and his son Jesus Christ because of
you. Although I only recall you in a church maybe five times in my life. You
told me on more than one occasion that the bible was true, and you told me to
read the words in red because those are the parts where the son of God speaks, and
he is the closest thing we have to being close to our Father.
I Miss you Dad, I
just wanted you to know. Happy Father Day… I could not have asked for a better
Daddy.
Love you,
Your Shannie Town
