80 years
Today we celebrated my dad's 80th birthday. I can't believe how time has gone by. I never thought my dad could get old. Being a daddy's girl that I am it has been difficult for me to grasp the thought. My dad has always been my hero- he has always been a wonderful husband to my mom and a loving father. He has always taken good care of his children but also people in our community. Growing up anyone was welcome to my parents garden and still are, if there was someone in need my dad has always been the first to do for them, he visits people every week that are in the rest home and hospital, he has given so much to his church - he has never missed a Sunday in more than 50 years, he has been on mission trips to help others, always thinking of others before himself. He worked at Wake Med as a painter for 40 years and also barned tobacco every year to have enough money to put 5 children through college (if they chose to go). He has lived in the same house they built over 50 years ago. Every time they would get alittle money they would add on, little by little. It is a nice, simple, small house, just enough. He has always lived the simple life. I always remember my dad setting an example- he always has put God first and tried to raise us to do the same. I know my dad has his faults and is not perfect but as his little girl I can't name one. And to know that 31 years ago he took a little baby girl into his home and loved her as his very own! I love you daddy.















