He never looked for praises. He was never one to boast. He just went on quietly working, for the ones he loved the most. ย His dreams were seldom spoken. His wants were very few. And most of the time his worries went unspoken too. ย He was there… A firm foundation. Through all our storms of life. ย A sturdy hand to hold on to, in times of stress and strife. A true friend we could turn to, when times were good or bad. ย One of our greatest blessings. The man that we called Dad.
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