... even if you don't win. (Baylor lost to Univ. of Illinois in the Texas Bowl last night.)
Here are some pics...
On a COMPLETELY different note,
my dear dad
died of cancer
four years ago
What a wonderful man he was.
It still seems strange
to talk about him
in the past tense.
a wonderful husband,
a wonderful father,
a wonderful Christian...
He was a deacon
in the Baptist church -
since before I was born.
He also led music at
First Baptist Church, Mission,
while I (from 8th grade till 12th grade) played the piano,
and my twin played the organ.
He was also a Gideon.
He also taught Sunday School lessons on Sunday afternoons in the county jail.
(I know he did other things I'm forgetting.)
He was an Aggie. A PROUD Aggie.
And a Marine. A PROUD Marine.
And he was proud he got to send his twin girls to Baylor.
When he was in his fifties he redefined his life: he moved from Mission, Texas to his grandfather's homestead in east Texas... and set up his office there... and got cattle, and horses... and a surrey... and a big garden... and built memories for all his grandkids and all his extended family.
In the fall of 2004 he and Mother moved to the Metroplex to be near me... since his cancer meant they couldn't keep taking care of 'White Haven'.
Did you know that he learned to play the violin when he was 70 years old? He was inspired by a lady in his church who started taking violin lessons when she was 80 years old. (He played in nursing homes when he was probably older than some of the residents.)
That is a lesson to me!
He died at 81 on Dec. 30, 2006...
I love you, Daddy.
I'm going to go spend tonight with the love of your life, my precious mom.
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