SITTING HERE THINKING ABOUT MY DADDY...BOI WAS HE SOMTHING SERIOUS...CANT HELP BUT LAUGH...THEN SMH AND SAY HMM...THIS THANG MADE US BILLYCLUBS TO FIGHT THE NEIGHBORS KIDS....IF WE WERE OUTSIDE AND HE WANTED US HE HAD A SPECIAL WHISTLE FOR US...NA ACT LIKE U DIDNT HEAR IT IF U WANTED TO....U BETTER GET TO THE HIS HOUSE ROUNDING UP EACH OTHER AND IF U WERE VISITING U HAD BETTER FOLLOW THE MORRISON CLAN... A BOOKWORM AND A PUZZLE FREAK... SHID ONE OF THE PIECES TO ONE OF HIS PUZZLES GOT LOST I BE DAYUM IF HE DIDNT TAKE THE BOX AND CUT THE PIECE FROM THE BOX (mind u there was no guildlines for him to trace he used hand eye coordination to cut the box) HIS PUZZLE WAS COMPLETE...HE TOOK 2 GROCERY BUGGIES AND MADE A DOUBLE STROLLER FOR ME AND MY SISTER cz WE WERE BACK TO BACK CHILDREN....(it wasnt double strollers back then) EVERY WINTER AND SUMMER HE WOULD REUPHOLSTER OUR FURNITURE AND PPL WOULD THING WE HAD NEW FURNITURE...THEN HE CHANGED A AUTOMATIC CAR INTO A STANDARD...I DONT THINK THERE WAS NOTHING THAT HE COULDNT HAVE DONE ONCE HE PUT HIS MIND TO IT....THE JACK OF ALL TRADES AND THE MASTER OF NONE....REMEMBERING WHEN MY MOMMA WOULD LET US JUMP IN THE BEDS WELP MY BIGG ASS COULDNT JUMP HIGH...MY BROTHER RODERIC WAS TO TALL TO GET A GOOD JUMP IN...SO THAT LEFT MY SISTER REGINA n MY BABY BROTHER RAMAS...THOSE 2 WOULD JUMP TO THE MOON...THE BEDS WOULD BREAK AND MY MOMMA WOULD SAY UR DADDYs ON HIS WAY HOME...U SHOULD HAVE SAW ASSES PUTTING BEDS BACK TOGETHER...NOW HE WAS SILLY AND CRAZY AS HELL...BRINGING A POSSUM HOME RUNNING US WITH IT...UNTIL REGINA RAN INTO THE BIGG RED DOOR...HOW UR NOT SEE THE RED DOOR...KILT OUR FUNN...WALKING UP TO U MAKING A CAT NOISE TO SCARE U...DANCING AND SINGING WITH US AND THAT THANG COULD DANCE AND SANG HE WAS BEYOND SINGING...HIGH LOW AND ALL IN BETWEEN...STACKING UP BUNKBEDS IN THE WINTER TO GIVE US PLAYING ROOM...AND TAKING THEM DOWN IN THE SUMMER...HEARING HOW WHEN MY PARENTS MOVED TO TOLEDO AND MY ELDEST BROTHER WAS BULLED BY A GANG OF BOYS ONCE HE MADE IT HOME MY DADDY WOULD GET OUT THERE AND FIGHT WITH MY BROTHER...AND BY HIM BEING SMALL THE BOYS THOUGHT HE WAS A TEENAGER TOO...THEY SAID... WE WERE DOING GOOD TIL THAT OTHER ONE CAME OUT THERE...ONE THING IN CAN SAY ABOUT OL JAM MERL...HE LOVED HIS KIDS...WHEN I GOT PREGNANT WITH MY SON MY MOMMA TOLD HIM... HE TOOK CARE OF ME TIL THE DAY HE DIED...EVERY DOCTORs APPOINTMENTS HE WAS THER... COOKING WHEN HE WAS OFF AND EVERY FRIDAY IT WAS FISH cz HE WAS A HEALTH NUT... HAD HIS DOCTORs BOOK ON HAND...HE READ THAT EATING FISH MAKED THE BABE SMART...OH AND I CAN TELL U THAT MY SON IS EXTRA SMART...NOT SAYING IT cz HES MINE...EVEN IN PASSING WHILE AT THE HOSPITAL...I WAS CRYING SO HARD GOD KNOWS...JESUS...I HEARD HIM SAY...RHONDA QUIT CRYING...I WAS LIKE OK DADDY WHERE ARE YOU AT...OH HOW I MISS THAT MAN...JUST ONE OF THOSE DAY...
Posted on: Thu, 06 Mar 2014 13:32:23 +0000
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