This post is to and for my Daddy who would have been 93 today, May 27.
Happy Birthday Daddy!!
I didn’t forget to post about you today. How could I ever forget? I loved you so very, very much. We just got back from Atlanta where we attended Katie’s graduation and I didn’t have my computer with me.
I have been thinking of your birthday all day and wanted to let everyone know what an amazing husband, father, grandfather, son, son-in-law, brother, brother-in-law, neighbor and friend you were.
You left school in the ninth grade to go to work in the Godchaux sugar plant in Gramercy, Louisiana to help support your mother, father, brothers and sisters. There were 12 children in the household and you were the 3rd oldest with a great sense of responsibility.
When World War II started, you enlisted in the Army and became a paratrooper in the 101st. You met Mother in Nashville while stationed at Fort Campbell for training and waiting to be sent overseas. While over there you got two purple hearts among other medals. Thank you for your service and fighting for our country and giving Carol and me the best values and life anyone would ever want.
(For those of you who don’t know their story, it can be read at my post Smitten.)
Once back from the war and married and living in Tennessee, you worked for an upholsterer in Nashville and learned that trade. After moving back to Hohenwald, you began building houses and doing upholstery as a second business.
Daddy, you were a great builder, if not the best, and people still talk about the houses you built. They were built to last and you put your heart into each one. You could do it all from the design, to building, plumbing and electric.
Once you slowed down with your building and in the last few years before your stroke, you built furniture. I have several pieces that you built and think of you every time I look at them.
You were the best of best and I am so proud to be your daughter.
I love you and once again HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
I will never forget!