Susan Barksdale
Since I was a child the smell of fresh cut grass has always brought me much comfort. All my life I saw my Dad constantly mowing, seeding, and watering the lawn. He was very passionate about the work he performed. I was, and very much still am, so proud of my father. He ran his own business while he raised a family. He always gave us the love and attention we needed. He sparked my love for science while watching him enjoy his lawn and plants. It was not work for him. I was always amazed when he explained how certain plants had to go in specific places to grow properly, or this or that was needed for the soil to make them grow even better. I now have a huge collection of plants in and around my home.
My father was proud of the fact that the work he did helped to protect the environment and educate other people to do the same. I do not think he knew how much of a staple he was in this industry. After speaking with so many people that worked with him, it made me very happy to see how much respect they had for him. Most people I spoke with were speaking more of a friend rather than a business relationship. When he talked of his business, he was always so humble saying that he needed to do more, take this new course, or get into this new product. He never wanted to stop evolving and learning. I am still stumped as to how he was able to do so much in one business. It is difficult to explain to people in one short description what my father, Robert Barksdale, did for us.
The relationship I had with my father was more than any daughter could ask for. He was my mentor, my friend, and so much more. He taught me to be an independent woman, as well as, the value of education, kindness, and hard work. He taught me that these virtues could take me further- further than I could imagine. He left me with all the skills I need to make it in this world and I will never forget his teachings. I hope I can be as great a woman as he was a man. I thank all of those that have helped me through this time in my life and I thank my father for leaving such a great group of people to lean on.