Gina Laree Dodd

I'm writting my own bio because I'm not dead yet! If i don't finish this before I die, just know I was very grateful to have been alive, for the most part. I had lots of fun with my family and friends. Without friends and family life would be pointless in my opinion. My memories begin when i was a little girl. My dad, Jack Dodd, spent lots of time with me. I couldn't get enough of my dad. He was fun and loved me very much. I was so blessed to have him around for the first 52 years of my life. My memories of the fun times with dad are cat fishing, deer hunting, learning to steer the wheel of the car sitting in his lap, driving up and down Delay Dr., driving as soon as my feet could reach the pedals. I remember how he would wait patiently for me in his car while i would go to a movie, the many burroto supremes from Taco Bell we would have. Id make him chocolate chip cookies. He would cook me venison and even though i didn't really like the taste i would pretend i did only to please him. Worm picking and hot chocolate. Countless day trips to the coast and Triangle Lake. The camera he bought me and the million pictures he paid to develope for me. My dad loved me. He loved all three of his kids very much. My brothers loved and worshipped our dad as much as i did, i think. Anyway thats just a few of my childhood memories that im so grateful for. And that's all I'll write for right now. One last thought. Its a piece of wisdom my father passed down to me when i asked him. He said "slow down". So, everyone, I'll suggest this to you now. Slow down! Thank you for reading this. Todays date is 10/30/2019. It's about 1pm. And I'm in Junction City, Oregon, USA.