THIS EASTER OF DOGWOOD JOY

[Samantha]

38. Two pictures I would like to share on this day of reflection

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My father wanted a picture of himself with his four children during that time the conversations were being had as to whether or not he should put us in foster homes or have us adopted out. Please understand, this was never his idea but was the advice family members were telling him was the only solution. He wanted the picture taken for himself, cementing that we were a family.

(sorry about the spacing problems - imported from Photobucket and I don't know how to crop....)



You can see from the picture, although it not a very good one and pretty dated at that, how young of a man he was and the responsibility he had to shoulder on his own. I am the one on the left. The baby on my father's lap was just nine months old. He is my brother who now lives in Florida.

Here is a picture of my beloved Mom and Dad when they were sweethearts. She was petite, 5 foot 1, with a lot of Irish influence in her looks, auburn hair and sea-green eyes; he was 6 foot 3, and somewhere in his ancestry 5 generations preceding his birth, a man had married a Cherokee Indian female. My father was the only person in the family that actually looked Native American. They were two people who loved music and loved singing together, and truly loved each other and their children.



I miss them both everyday and am happy on this Easter to be sharing their story with my DU family. It has been very therapeutic.

They also loved the dogwood trees in overabundance in Tennessee.

Sam