He was 6'5, he was gruff, he told you exactly what he thought and didn't bat an eye, he liked his beer, Louis L'amour books, and John Wayne movies. He drove a truck and had some keen sense of direction as he hardly ever needed to look at a map.
He loved being with his brothers and sisters, playing cards and dominoes. He loved country music, and I mean the real country music, he loved watching sports (used to drive my mother crazy).
I remember riding on his shoulders, dancing on his feet, and him singing silly songs to me.
He was far from perfect, but he was....My Dad.
Isam Junior Collins - June 5, 1929 - January 29, 1989
Happy Father's Day Daddy.
Marsha Bourquin/Head Hag- Bags By Hags
What a sweet blog.... Your dad sounded like a wonderful father....♥♥
ReplyDeleteThank You Red!
ReplyDeleteWhat sweet memories...your Dad sounds like someone I would have liked to have met.
ReplyDeleteThank You Kathy!
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