The family is going home and daddy is squeezing in a few more minutes with them. This is how I remember daddy.
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- patsy
- born in arkansas, lived here all my life, 75 years old. keep chickens and I like to read.
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ooooh... who is that tall handsome auburn haired man ?? whoever snagged him was a lucky woman!!
Grandpa, Always walked us to the edge of the porch and cried as we left. He stayed on the porch til we were well out of sight too.
This is a great picture of a family in action.
Then he would come in the house and say, "Well they're gone, Mom." I am sure sometimes Mom was glad (I can relate to that) But Daddy never was!
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