IN LOVING MEMORY OF..... "MY DAD"

I want to dedicate this page to a man I barely got to know... MY DADDY.My dad was a young man when he died. He was only 36 yrs old. He died of injuries suffered in a motorcycle accident late one August night in 1957. My Dad left this world when I was but a girl of barely 12. I dont have a lot of memories of my Daddy but some things have seemed to stay with me through all the years that have followed since his death. I can remember roller skating with my Dadas a child. How he taught me to waltz on roller skates, skate backwards and do spins. Oh the falls I took!! I can remember cooking him dinner at the age of 10 or 11 while my Mom was working and him praising me for the good job I did. I can remember when my Grandmother, his Mother, passed away and all the sorrow he felt for losing her. He had always said he would like to live to be 100 to see how things changed in his life but God had other plans for him. In the years to come my Dad would have been so proud of his 2 grandsons, 3 grandaughters and now his 2 great-grandsons and 3 great-grandaughters. I'm sure the boys would never have wanted for anything since he only had 2 daughters, my younger sister and I, but then again neither would have his grandaughters. My Dad may be gone in life but in death his memory still lingers on in my heart and in my mind. Daddy if you are watching from somewhere up above... know that I love you and I miss you very much. Take care of Mom, Daddy, and someday we will all be together again as a family like those days of long ago. I LOVE YOU DADDY!