October 29, 2020
- My Daddy was a hard worker and had a good heart. He would help anyone, he was known to fill his pockets with all kinds of things. Usually had a pocket full of change, lighters, small tools and a lot of whatnots!Daddy would work on cars all the time. He was a good man. He was fast, he could run like a athlete.We didn't have alot of money growing up but Mama amd Daddy made us their main priority. My Daddy always made sure we was taken care of. When Daddy got sick with Asian Orange he just basically just faded away,it broke our hearts. We watched a determined and hard-working man cripple up and deteriorate it was a sad to see Daddy's integrity lost. We watched suffer and struggle. His Independence was taken away from him and Papa was forced to rely on other people to take care of him,his brother's,his Dad,his Mama,his sister's and other family members watched him lose his life. My father was a fighter he did have a good outlook even though he was in so much agony he never complained and he just pushed the head. The day my Daddy died the world lost a beautiful soul. My Father gave me my heart and I will always cherish every memory spent with him. I love you Papa. Xoxo