One day I saw my Father cry... we were riding down the crisp back roads of Mississippi My Grandmother was sitting in the back seat with me, it was warm that morning...she didnt say a word, just stared out the window like a little girl My father was 33, big guy, 519 1/2, 340 lbs...strong like an ox...he was driving...we finally made it to the spot and my daddy turned and looked at my grandma and said, is that him?. She replied, yes sir. My father got out of the car....my grandmother didnt move. I stayed with her. Then the strange man opened his arms and hugged my Daddy and the secret seemed to be washed away with my Fathers tears.......the day I saw my Father cry. (an excerpt from my book :) )
Posted on: Sat, 02 Aug 2014 01:12:02 +0000
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