Charles Murray was my father. I remember when I was about four years old, I had a
little red wooden wagon. The neighborhood kids started teasing me because my wagon
was not all big, painted and shiny like theirs were. My dad was to tender hearted, that
when he found out I was being teased about my wagon, he went shopping and brought
home a brand new wagon. It was almost bigger than I was !!
I WILL NEVER FORGET THAT DAY, AS LONG AS I LIVE ......
AND THAT WAS SEVENTY-ONE YEARS AGO ! What a wonderful father he was.
little red wooden wagon. The neighborhood kids started teasing me because my wagon
was not all big, painted and shiny like theirs were. My dad was to tender hearted, that
when he found out I was being teased about my wagon, he went shopping and brought
home a brand new wagon. It was almost bigger than I was !!
I WILL NEVER FORGET THAT DAY, AS LONG AS I LIVE ......
AND THAT WAS SEVENTY-ONE YEARS AGO ! What a wonderful father he was.
