<p>My daddy was a simple man . He worked hard all his life .  We didn't have a lot of money , but we were well provided for . Daddy's daddy died when he was 4 yrs. old . His mother and Jesus raised 6 kids . <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(61, 91, 110); "><p style="display: inline !important; ">Daddy taught us how to sing for Jesus . We grew up singing in the car . Daddy would take us to churches having a gospel singing , buy the group's records , and we would learn the songs . Daddy taught us to praise the Lord through music . I remember one of the first groups we learned songs from was The Day Family . Thank you daddy for giving us the encouragement to get up in church and sing the songs you taught us .  </p></span></p>

Sweet memories is what I have of all the times daddy took us camping in the mountain of Cherokee North Carolina . I remember the cold springs we played in as kids . And daddy driving down to Key West , Florida to visit our uncle Ernest . I remember the bridge being Soooo long and scary . Daddy didn't have a lot of money , but he always took us on a vacation . Thank you God for our daddy and the memories .