I’m writing today so that every post isn’t in memory of someone. Today I am thankful for my Daddy. Father to four girls and we just haven’t always been the easiest. (Some more than others!) Through it all, we knew we were loved and supported.
Daddy spent his career as a funeral director/embalmer. Mother and Daddy lived in the garage apartment at the funeral home when I was born. No call forwarding in those days! Someone had to be there at all times. Once the magic of call forwarding happened, we each learned how to take a death call, what information to take down and how to respond to questions. His ministry, and believe me, it’s a ministry, touched the lives of thousands of people in Cleveland County. His ministry with his daughters and wife made us who we are. Some of you have heard me say to get your butt in a pew. His butt was in a pew and his compassion for others almost matches my mother’s. His love for his grandchildren is so fun to watch. The adult conversations he has with Robert and Grant are just as important as rocking Owen to sleep. This is what happens when you have daughters who range in age from 31-47. Eight grandchildren love their Pops beyond belief. Four daughters do too.
Daddy, you are so loved. I know we drive you completely crazy and we many times deserve the “kiss it” we get from you. You’ve taught us well. You’ve taught us the art of telling a story and today the story is you – Happy 71st Birthday Joseph Robert Jones, III.