July 31, 2015
July 31, 2015
Kathy and Kristie,
Your dad always had a twinkle in his eyes and a joke to be told. I have fond memories of him and Uncle Joe teaching me horseshoes on Hamlin Ave. I also have a picture of me around 3-4 years old with a beer bottle in my hands, an unlit cigarette in my mouth, wearing cowboy boots. You know the two of them posed me to get a rise out of my mom! Strange that my mom is the last surviving Barrett child. Alzheimer's prevents her knowing of Helen, Peg , Cush and your dad's passing these past few years.
Having just lost my dad, I know how difficult this transition will be. A father's bond with his daughters is very special. Take care of each other and know we (Bob, Betty and Nancy) share your loss.
Your dad always had a twinkle in his eyes and a joke to be told. I have fond memories of him and Uncle Joe teaching me horseshoes on Hamlin Ave. I also have a picture of me around 3-4 years old with a beer bottle in my hands, an unlit cigarette in my mouth, wearing cowboy boots. You know the two of them posed me to get a rise out of my mom! Strange that my mom is the last surviving Barrett child. Alzheimer's prevents her knowing of Helen, Peg , Cush and your dad's passing these past few years.
Having just lost my dad, I know how difficult this transition will be. A father's bond with his daughters is very special. Take care of each other and know we (Bob, Betty and Nancy) share your loss.
