'MY PAP'
 
~*MY PAP*~
AS A CHILD MY SISTER AND I LIVED WITH ARE GRAM AND PAP,
WHEN WE WERE FEELING DOWN HE ALWAYS KNEW WHAT TO SAY TO MAKE US LAUGH.

EVERY TIME HE WENT SOMEWHERE I WOULD ALWAYS GO WITH HIM.
WE WOULD GO FISHING AND PICKING CANS TOGETHER.

ONE THING THAT WILL STAY WITH ME IS HE WAS ALWAYS NICE TO OTHERS NO MATTER THEIR COLOR.
HE TREATED EVERYONE WITH RESPECT.

THATS WHY HE IS MISSED VERY MUCH BY EVERYONE IN HIS FAMILY.

MY PAP WAS LIKE MY BEST FRIEND
BEFORE HE PASSED WAY ON
APRIL 5 2000

By sammy_chica_05

© 2005 sammy_chica_05 (All rights reserved)

 

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