I remember so much about him its hard to pick one memory with him. He taught me so much about life and men. He has been my hero since 1975 and still is my hero. I love him so much. He raised me like i was his flesh and blood, treated my children as if they shared his blood and never once did he treat us any different or made us feel like we didnt belong to him or his family. You see i was an infant when he and my mother met. He took me under his wing as if i was his daughter and treated me as such. My mother has told me that he wore a chain around his neck with my picture showing me off to everyone he came in contact with. It takes a real man to take care of a child that isnt his. For everything you have done for us I thank you so much. Thank you for being a real daddy to me and a grandfather to my children. We love and miss you so much. Forever in our hearts

                                                                 Love always,. 

                                                                 Kim, Tabitha, Christopher, & Tiera

i remeber spending the weekend with papa i woke up wit my hair a mess and then he said sweetie r you having a bad hair day my little indian princess he called me his indian princess because i had tan