My life with my Dad.
I can remember hearing my Dad in the early morning's putting coal in the coal stove, he would always shake the grate to get ashes out. Thats what always woke me up. Dad loved to go coon hunting with his Brother-in-law, and the preacher. Dad and Mom would go camping and one time we went there to camp with them and Dad and my boys Daniel and William and their Dad, Bobby all went squirrel hunting and they bought back several. The boys were so excited. We spent several weekends with them camping. My Dad would always come back and he would show my daughter Denise a squirrel and she would back up and not look at them. I have such wonderful memories of my Dad, He was the best.