No More Morning Texts, I didn’t get a text this morning… No weather reports throughout the day No note about the darkened clouds or how the branches danced and swayed No more translating thoughts from you. Those little quirks that made my day No more trying to figure out what the heck you’re trying to say. I will plant your favorite flowers I will cook your favorite lunches One thing that I will never do is forget You loved me Bunches. Sweet Dreams Daddio…

Posted by Brenda Adams on June 27, 2025

My condolences to the family. Losing a father is and can be very tough on all his family. Very good picture and tribute to him. As you all gather together I pray that your memories of a dad will be good and you focus on those as you grieve the loss. Our lives seem to be so short the older we get so cherish the time you have to be together.

Posted by Gerry Cooley on June 27, 2025