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        CLINTON S BRYANT


        1930-1996




        A DEDICATION TO MY FATHER


        IF I DON'T ANSWER

        When tomorrow starts without me,


        And I'm not there to see;

        If the sun should rise and find your eyes

        All filled with tears for me;

        I wish so much you wouldn't cry

        The way you did today, while thinking

        Of the many things we didn't get to say.

        I know how much you love me,

        As much as I love you, and

        Each time you think of me

        I know you'll miss me too;

        But when tomorrow starts without me,

        Please try to understand,

        That an angel came and called my name

        And took me by the hand, and

        Said my place was ready in heaven far above,

        And that I'd have to leave behind

        All those I dearly love.

        But as I turned to walk away,

        A tear fell from my eye,

        For all my life, I'd always thought

        I didn't want to die.

        I had so much to live for

        And so much yet to do,

        It seemed almost impossible

        That I was leaving you.

        I thought of all the yesterdays,

        The good ones and the bad,

        I thought of all the love we shared,

        And all the fun we had.

        If I could relive yesterday,

        I thought, just for awhile,

        I'd say goodbye and kiss you

        And maybe see you smile.

        But then I fully realized

        That this could never be,

        For emptiness and memories

        Would take the place of me.

        And when I thought of worldly things

        That I'd miss come tomorrow,

        I thought of you, and when I did,

        My heart was filled with sorrow.

        But when I walked through heaven's gates,

        I felt so much at home.

        When God looked down and smiled at me,

        From His great golden throne,

        He said, "This is eternity and all I've promised you".

        Today your life on earth is past but here it starts anew.

        I promise no tomorrow,

        But today will always last,

        And since each day's the same day,

        There's no longing for the past.

        But you have been so faithful,

        So trusting, and so true.

        Though there were times you did some things

        You knew you shouldn't do.

        But you have been forgiven

        And now at last you're free.

        So won't you take my hand and

        Share my life with me?

        So when tomorrow starts without me,

        Don't think we're far apart,

        For every time you think of me,

        I'm right here in your heart.

        ~AUTHOR UNKNOWN~

        Dad, I love you and miss you more than anyone will EVER know..............




        MY FATHER'S GRADUATION PHOTO FROM LIVERMORE FALLS, ME HIGH SCHOOL 1949



        My father, Clinton S. Bryant was born January 6,1930. He was a wonderful father to three children, myself being the middle. He died very suddenly and unexpectedly April 18, 1996 of a heart attack. He left behind a loving wife of 39 years, Florice M. Bryant, three children and seven grandchildren. We all miss him terribly and to this day find his untimely death so unreal. To this great man, I dedicate this page. Even in death he is still very much loved and missed. I find it very hard to believe that it has been almost 4 1/2 years since he left us......so many things have happened since then, but I know he knows!.....Like the song says....."there are holes in the Floor of Heaven.......he watches over you and me"............




        ...."looking back on the memories of, the dance we shared neath the stars above, if I'd only known that the star would fall...our lives are better left to chance, I could have missed the pain, but I'd of had to miss the dance.." Garth Brooks-The Dance

        My father was a great Country Music fan!





        CLINTON & FLORICE BRYANT-MY MOM & DAD 1982




        CLINTON S BRYANT, HOLDING SON, JEFFREY R. BRYANT, WITH CLINTON'S FATHER, RONALD F. BRYANT- THREE GENERATIONS



        CLINTON S BRYANT WITH HIS MOTHER LURENIA S BRYANT



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