Okay, Daddy, you taught me overly well! How many times I have seen you take money out of your un-bulging wallet to buy a soda for a tramp in the Shell Service Station and you stood as tall as I could make you....and still do. I write this blog, not for me, exactly, but so the kids and grandkids will know how I felt about things. Memories of Daddy are rare in the minds of his grandkids and they certainly don't remember the Daddy I had....No one remembers in the same way as others!
But you taught me to not to be stingy! You taught me to share the last piece of bread on the table! You taught me that kindness comes back to you, and even when it smacks you in the face, it is worth the doing! I learned some of those lessons.
So today, I go to realtor's office and I sell (hopefully) my rental property on 1803 Bloomfield. Yes, everyone said I was stupid to buy it on my retirement salary and yes, I knew that. But Greg Lowry and Jordan Lowry needed a place to live. His lawyer thought he would get on disability (which never happened) and then I could recoup my money and Greg could fix up the place. So I am selling it-and while everyone says "I told you so", I respond : "I do not regret it at all -- I took a chance and I gave Greg and Jordan a place to live for ten months rent-free and utilities-free." No, nothing worked out like we wanted it to but, Daddy, you are the only one in this world who would cheer me on for my stupid, right decision! I am proud to be your daughter! They thought you were stupidly, blindly generous, to a fault! So what!
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