Growing up, I was a "Daddy's Girl." I, to this day, still see my Dad as my Knight in Shining Armor. You maybe know how little girls' do that, right? I captured his heart, and I was "the Apple of his eye," he used to tell me. He became my ideal as well. Even though he was not a member all his life, he was the best Dad I could ever have asked for. He was "The Wind Beneath My Wings."
I was just thinking how important a role a Father plays in his children's life. Mine was no exception. There used to be a popular song titled, "My Heart Belongs To Daddy." I will look for the lyrics and post it later...
This is the last picture I took of my father in Boise, Idaho. I went to visit him the first week in August. I knew time was precious. He passed away from a stroke, September 7, 2003 in his birthplace, San Antonio, Texas.
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