Dear Daddy

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