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In Honor of My Dad



Thanks so much Jerry, My Friend!!




My Dad was born on June 16,1909 in a small town in Texas called Roxton. His family were Farmers. As a young man he joined the Army and fought in World War 2. After serving 4 years, he got out on a Medical Discharge for bleeding ulcers, which he died from in later years at the age of 60. After leaving the Army, he decided to move to Northeast Texas and work in an Army Depot, and was about to retire from there when he died. At 40 years old, he had never been married.

He met my Mom and she had 2 small children from a previous marriage that her husband had died from a Stroke at 38 years old. They married and at 42, I was his first child born. He raised my half-brother and sister as his own, and my Mom and Dad had 4 more children after me. One of them died at Birth.

My Dad was a kind and caring person.Very easy-going.He had carrot-red hair and blue eyes,6'3" tall. He died at the VA Hospital in Shreveport, La. on November 12, 1969 from complications of the Bleeding Ulcer Surgery. I was 17 at the time. I will always miss him.


Roses for my Dad




I wrote this Poem in My Dad's Memory a few weeks ago. It is called "Favorite Possesion"

I drove by the old house today,
thinking back on memories...
of when I grew up as a child,
and the way it use to be.

One thing sticks out in my mind,
as my thoughts wonder back there...
of my Daddy's old pocket watch,
and his pant's pocket,
I always saw him wear.

He had it cleaned every year...
on a chain he wore it tucked away.
It was an old Hamilton RR watch,
and it still ticks to this day.

It would have been that watch...
if you had ask him what he like most of all.
His most treasured possesion,
and the prettiest watch I ever saw.

They passed it down to him,
when his Daddy died in '33.
When my Daddy died in '69,
they passed it down to me.

The old watch is still ticking,
as I sat here with it in my hand.
Getting close to 100 years old...
and my favorite possesion I ever had.

My Dad was a special person,
he loved to sit and tell old stories.
I'd sit by his side....
my sister Betty on his knee.

He's been gone now a very long time,
3 generations this watch has ticked...
and soon I will pass it on down the line.

To Angie my daughter, 4th generation,
and it will be her favorite possesion,
just like it has been mine.

(in my copyright...Barbara October 2001)





Another Poem I Wrote In My Dad's Memory
For Veteran's Day.

God Bless His Soul"

I got up this morning,
and today is Veteran's Day.
Veteran's Day Observed...
the 12th, is when my Dad passed away.

So tomorrow,
he's been gone 32 years.
We all loved him...
and the Memories bring back tears.

He was a Medic in World War 2,
he had a kind and gentle soul...
but worrying at the Battlefield,
eventually took it's toll.

A Medical Discharge after 4 years...
Bleeding Ulcers were the cause,
he still worked for Our Country...
Red River Army Depot, he ran a Saw.

In and out of the Hospital,
he was sick alot.
But he always thought of his family,
and what we needed, he got.

In Shreveport Louisiana,
there is a Hospital for V.A.
In 1969 he went there for Surgery,
and died on that day.

Two years from Retirement,
he was 60 years old...
we laid him down to rest,
God, please Bless his Soul.

Barbara © November 2001


"I know you and Mama are watching over
your children from up above."





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