We have to take the good with the bad. Smile with the sad. Love what we got and remember what we had....

Missing you Pop is all I do. And the fatherhood that you showed was so true. Without you,bitterness is what my heart packs. And since your gone a part of me has passed away with you Pop & is never comming back. For the rest of my life you left me to cry, And I never thought so early in life that I would have to say to you "goodbye." Pop I try so hard at times to hold back all my cries for you. And daddy my heart will never heal from all the pain I feel from missing you.... Eric Willie Brooks

F is for the FABULOUS things he done for me. A means AFTER all the pain that he endured. T is for the TOUGHNESS that he taught me. H is for his HEART that's much purer than gold. E is for his EAGERNESS for being a good father. R means RIGHT and RIGHT should always be. Put them all together and they spell FATHER, Someone who was very very special to me....Eric Willie brooks

My dad took this picture in an apartment complex called Tall oaks in Opelika where we lived and where he worked as an maintenance man in the early 2000. This was around the time when he was healthy and was a hard working man who enjoyed his job and his healthy life. At this point in his life this was when he would had to soon give up working because his health was starting to fail and I didn't know it then until he got sick. My dad was the kind of man who always believed in working by making his money in the legal way and not depending on someone else to do his job and that's to provide for his family and to feel like a man because that's what real men do when their able to work and make their own money and not looking for a hand out.I believe when my dad was sick he got more sicker because he stressed for not being able to be that man he once was who was able to provide for his family. But I feel that he worked & provided long enough and it was time for that goodman to rest his body and let mom do the rest......I'm crying at this very moment because i miss and i want my dad back.....

Everytime you think about them you want to go and call their phone. And when you pick up the phone it dawns on you that they are gone. Now you see that they was one of the nicest person to ever know. But you won't see it right then until their gone. Good people are mostly the ones who always get gone wrong. And when they get did wrong they don't stay around long. Mostly all of the good people who was in this world is now deceased & gone. And we don't always realize & see how good & special that they are until their gone....Eric Willie Brooks

(This poem everybody is a true story) My pop once told me in a dream that when a father dies,the son dries. And like when it rains,the ground is what the sun dries. At first I was lost because I didn't know what pop was talken about. But now I realize that grieving is what my father was talking about. One day I was the sun & dried the tears of my brother when for our father he was callen. And then I lifted his spirits when I had dried his tears after they had fallen. Even though I am the son,sometimes when thinking about my pop I too weep and the sadness from my heart makes the tears reden my swolen eyes. And whenever I cry I think about what my pop told me when he said,"when a father dies,the son dries..... Eric Willie Brooks