Well, today Daddy would have turned 100 years old, but he didn't live that long. In fact, he was only 62 when he died of a heart attack. He is still missed today by all of us who love him. I would have forgotten completely except for Facebook, where several of my family members put up pictures of him and wished him a Happy Birthday.
In my memory, I can still hear him laugh, something he did often. And the love story of my parents will live forever in my heart. If they have birthday cakes in heaven, I sure hope Mama made him one. Maybe they will visit me tonight in my dreams. I can hope, can't I? Happy Birthday, Daddy!