Friday, November 7, 2014
To the person that helped teach me my values and volunteered her heart to make me the Man I am today. To the Cook who made the best biscuits and gravy, fried pies, fried bologna sandwiches and ice tea. To the Disciplinarian who busted my rear, with a fly swatter and made me set in front of the mirror for punishment when I was bad. To the Teacher who allowed me to watch Captain Kangaroo so I could tie my shoes, count to 10 and reciting my ABC's while setting on he lap. To the Wizard who was never fooled by my Halloween disguise. To the Neighbor who was always available to cook, clean, shell peas or deal a hand of bridge. To the second Mother that allowed the world to call her "Mo" because a two year old could not say Flo. I will miss you until we meet again. My love always Kenny Ray Hill
