By ADMIN
In honor of my father
My father was 35 when I was born, so you can call "old school", because he grew up in Depression era. He was very conservative and discerning when it came to decisions. He lived a lot, and these memories, even during the long time still fresh in my head, and he governed accordingly. He went only as far as primary school, before he was scheduled to work the land, to help the family earn a living. He was the last of his brothers to marry, providedResponsibility for the care of my grandmother, "bigmama" after my grandfather died. She became a widow at an early age and became a formidable woman and strong. We both grew up in bigmama house until I was 17 years.
I did not understand my father when I was little, but I admired. He had backbone and not to withdraw to the problems and challenges of life with ease, convinced that his ability to solve what has been referred to the situation. He made his decisions and thoughtThey knew no haste, no matter how quickly a response was requested. He was a man of few words, but always so badly and not always believed. Sometimes I would have given his icy splendor of pain, which says more than 1000 words, and I immediately get in line. All wondered what he would say, and how to approach him that the best results from it. I never quite amused, but my brother has been masterful. Dad was "to" person to go in our familyand many came to him for his advice and wisdom.
I have always believed that her father was too heavy for me, is not enough to save me that I did was never good enough and that it was impossible to win his approval, even though I tried and tried. But I felt safe knowing that he is always the solution in a particular situation, he wanted to do things and dissect, and that was always the right answer, although I do not want to hear knew. I knewalways a bit 'of money, even if he does not want to use. Papa would never spend his last dollar. In fact, he rarely spent money, even if it is a necessity. He pursued his money to his ear, to check the accuracy of each item. He was always able to buy a change in the voice of all, needs him and if he has the right to change, knowing that it is returned to the penny change will come to him before I even gave him the receipt. He saved half the moneythat were necessary to build our first house, and it paid off in three years by an acceleration of the loan. It 'was a great performance was in 1975. We grew up very modest living, but we were in love, a sense of family values and rich. I did not realize how precious this gift until I was out in the world and saw how others lived, and that not all the experts that type of closeness.
Dad had a Wall of Fame in front of the fireplace in the living room, where all his strengthPlaques and certificates were displayed with pride. This is something instilled in me and my brother and it took a bit 'prices with our name on the wall was hung with him. It 'been a good example of trying to offer the best in your life. He came to us with a strong work ethic. I do not remember his death a day's work, unless your doctor has insisted. He loved to work and considered it appropriate to make one all the days of honest labor, no less important, or just enough to get a salary.He felt that to accomplish what could be one day. Even when he came home from work, there was his work in the garden of beating the house, the lawn or pull back to his preferred position – the shed – he loved tinkering on things for hours.
He was good with his hands and engraved his signature on everything he did. He believed that the name of a person was first of all and should not be afraid of having their name to something you did when you were proud to signWork. He felt strongly that your work will speak for you. Was also a great writer who can pen your heart on paper charming his readers with only one level of schooling. I left this wonderful legacy, and I think I inherited her way of expression through the written word. Although not much, he wrote to me and my brother from his heart, when we got home, letters, dispensing wisdom, encouragement, and remember the life lessons that would help uslong. I have read, but when I do not know their worth and value. And 'only now that I know and understand what is not told me. I desperately wish I had kept more of them because I have a deeper meaning now. They were of inestimable value.
Even in retirement, he had a timetable for himself and worked his way up the list, as if he continues to do service. Every day she found him and is working on a project he had noted in his diary daily. Therewas carried out over 100 projects in this magazine, and has on them, as he finished. He thought his life, written in this magazine. I do the same.
My father died while working in his garden. Had time with my uncle, who was visiting from California, and not on tasks which had issued that day to get scheduled. Instead he pointed to the day after he began to receive by 3 clock until the work completed. He also for the garden, and wasthe fact that the man with great work ethic has taken its last breath. It seemed so appropriate that he would leave us in this way. As a final test of his life.
Although it disappeared in 16 years, has left a strong impression on me. Laid the foundations right, I built my whole life, and eventually, his philosophy and his methods became crystal clear to me. When I began to navigate life around and my personal journey I have finally realized what he had done,teach me. His words of wisdom, letters of encouragement and helped me her life as a map for my life. Eventually I developed a strong constitution and the mental strength that I said that I should have. I was finally able to enter the bar. I see every day how you shaped my life and continue to do so today. I understand now that it has raised the bar so high, because there are always a step that, when you climb up the ladder in life can be. He did not wantcomplacent or not living up to my God-given potential. Now I know that parents do not always come to rescue their children when they find their way in life. Where are they learning from mistakes that make you stronger and wiser, and moves in life. He helped me directly, but I learned a strength in me that I otherwise would never know I had. This had the power to access and maintain the equipment to me for the work I do for youWomen. I have my strength and I now teach others how to find them.
I see a lot of my father in me. I see myself as an encouragement of wisdom and shared the letters for me. Sometimes I am told, and this is exactly what my father would say. I miss him and wish he was here, but I'm satisfied with my soul that I finally got what he was trying to teach me. I undertake to pass this precious legacy for my son. So, with these words, and this tribute, IHonor him as my father and I respect him as a man.
If you're lucky, your father with him, call him today and tell him honestly how much you appreciate and love. Listen to his words of wisdom that he has lived more than you came. And if for any reason, it is alienated, today is the day of meetings and liaison. You can start over. And 'only when you lose, you start to really, really know him.
In honor of my father, B. TalleyHobbs (March 11, 1919 to 10 June 1992) Thanks, Dad!
~ Sharmaine L. Hobbs
