This is second in a
series of friends’ fond memories of their dads and the lessons that they learned
from them. Part 1 Bill
BG told me, “What I remember about my Daddy is that he never
raised his voice or his hand toward his children. He took us to Daytona Beach every year, as he
really enjoyed the dog races. I enjoyed
watching the Braves on TV with him. He
was about 48 years old when I was born, so we did not actually do a lot of
stuff together. He would take my mother
and me to our favorite fishing spot, then sit and watch until dark when mamma
would finally be ready to go. Finally,
I remember being in the hospital room with him while doctors explained to him the
operation to remove a brain cancer and seeing tears roll down his face.”
CBG wrote, “My daddy passed away when I was 18 years old and
I always think about how much more I would have liked to have known him after
my crazy teenage years were over. What I
value and remember most about him was what a hard worker he was and his
strength of character. He was a man of
few words but when he did speak, you listened.
A couple of things I believe I learned from him that stands out the most
are, you have to keep your word and punctuality. He always had to be early for an event or
appointment, not just on time but a good 30 minutes to an hour ahead of time, never
late. One more thing that comes to mind;
he smiled most when children were around.
As I look back after all these years, I remember those were the times I
heard him laugh. I sure do miss him.”
This is what JSM had to say about his dad: “My dad was one
of those people that was short with word and did not tell people how much he
loved them. One day when he was getting on up in age he and I was sitting
around chatting and he told me how he love me. He often put his arms around me
but the word love was seldom said.
“I learned from him to be straight up with people and be
honest. I love my Dad. He was a good
man.”
To be continued……
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