R.I.P. Daddy, I miss you every day.
Thursday, February 5, 2015
100 Years Ago
Today would have been my Dad's 100th birthday. He was born in Nebraska and was a farm boy until he came to Idaho. Before he was my Daddy he was a Cowboy and remained so for the rest of his life. The photo on his funeral card is one I took 19 days before he died. He looked good for 99. The smaller photo, on the horse named Ranger, was taken in 1936. I used it for the covers of the cds we made for the family, of some of his favorite songs.