While cleaning out Mama and Daddy's house last year as we prepared to move in, I found an old wallet of Daddy's. This photo was the only thing in it. I just couldn't bring myself to throw it away . Not that I need one, but its a reminder that he loved me . . . and, its just nice to have it around.

No matter how old I get (and I'm getting pretty old!), I will always miss my daddy. He sure was a good one.