Father's Day - Memories of My Dad
Homer Orvis Huff Jr
1-30-1926 - 4-12-2000
His name was Homer
but his friends
I called him Daddy!
He was only 22 years my senior,
but somehow, he seemed much
older and wiser.
He always greeted me with a hug
and called me "Kitten" (even when I was grown).
He loved singing (but not in public).
He loved eating sardines out of a can
(which I never understood).
He was FuN
and I miss him!
He's singing in Heaven now, and
I have a feeling God lets him belt out
every once in a while
just for FuN.
(another sweet memory)
"Happy Father's Day, Dad!"
Memories of you are flooding my mind.
The righteous (man) who walks in his integrity-
blessed are his children after him.
What a sweet post!ReplyDelete
I just read your interview over at A Joyful Cottage.
What a lovely story. Your home is beautiful.
I am a new follower. And I loved your Father's Day post. xx oo