Daddy's Little Girl Learned To Love Sports

F - friend

A - available

T - trust

H - helpful

E - expert

R - respect

The memory of my father is a precious memory of a man

who was my friend

who was available and always there for me

who was a man I trusted

who was always helpful when I had difficulties

who was an expert on everything

who was a man that I respected

One of my father's favorite sport was golf. When I was a child, I would play with his golf clubs, looking at the shapes and wondering about the function of each club.

Fishing was another favorite sport of my father. He and his buddies owned a boat. They would go out somewhere near Galveston, Texas and fish with rods. Sometimes they would use a net, throw it out, and drag in fish.

One time my father made his own large net. He wove it and it became so large it almost filled the floor of our living room area. As a child, I watched him weave a pattern and tie knots in certain places. As I recall, some weights were put on the edges of the finished net.

Dad and his friends practiced the art of throwing the net out into the water. As a young girl it was so much fun to watch them enjoy fishing. 

Sometimes, Dad and his friend would bring a grill, light a fire, and fry the fish on the banks of Galveston Bay.

The taste of that fresh fried fish was just wonderful.

Remembering my father is a healing experience as I grow older. My mother was great, too. Dad, however, was the athletic and outgoing parent.

The strength and wisdom I have today is due to the nurture of a good father.

Every little girl and little boy needs a nurturing father who is a friend, who is available, who is trustworthy, who is helpful, who is a child's expert, and who is someone the child can respect.

I loved my Daddy.  I love the memories of him.

Happy Father's Day!

Dedicated to Pastor Edsel Warren, Mr. Forest Cook, Mr. Rayfield Grimmett, Pastor T. Jones, Pastor C. L. Jackson, Mr. W. Wells, Mr. R. Whitlow, and others.