Sunday, August 7, 2011

Twenty-One Years Gone

August 7, 1990 about noontime.  That's when I got the dreaded phone call telling me that Daddy had died due to a massive heart attack.  My sister-in-law's words were "Pack your bags.  We've lost Daddy."  Where have all those years gone? 

Paternal Great Grandfather
Paternal Grandparents 

Daddy with mules, Pat & Mike, 1934

Daddy and friend  mid 1950's

Daddy, early 1980's

Fall, 1986

My, how I miss him today.  

Y'all take care.  


  1. The photo with the mules is priceless! LOL

    But the one walking down the road...

  2. Your dad must have been a very special man. This is a beautiful tribute to him.

  3. Love the overalls. My dad didn't wear them, but Grandpa and hubby did. I think my favorite picture is the last one.

  4. What a sweet tribute ... love that last photo!

  5. The missing never goes away, does it ?~! Your father left a mark on you for which you will always be grateful.

  6. So sorry it never seems to be ok no matter how old we are.Yesterday would have been my mother's birthday she has been gone 2 1/2 years I miss her every day.

  7. I just found your blog and love these pictures! The last one really brought tears to my eyes. My daddy and grandpa both wore bibs and this last pic looks so much like my grandpa. Both Daddy and "Pappy" have been gone many years and I still miss them. Thank you for sharing.