Its the 4th anniversary of ny daddys death and Ive decided to share a good funny memory of him. I want my family to comment with one please. One Easter Sunday I WAS in church in my new patent leather shoes and I loved how they sounded on the marble floors at Holy Family Church. During the quiet time of mass after communion I stepped out of the pew , closed my eyes and did an impromptu tap dance. To this day I dont know if I WAS just bored or temporarily insane. My daddy hauled me up and headed for the door. I knew I was in big trouble. We got outside & he started laughing hysterically. He told me to act like I just got whooped because he didnt want momma to know he laughed. I managed some tears, mainly tears of relief.
Posted on: Fri, 11 Apr 2014 18:54:15 +0000