Bobby Burke,Horace Gerlach
Recorded by Al Martino
Sequenced by Deb Ackley


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Dedicated To My Daddy


Daddy's Hands

I remember Daddy's hands folded silently in prayer and reaching out to hold me when I had a nightmare.
You could read quite a story in the callouses and lines.
Years of work and worry had left their mark behind.

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I remember Daddy's hands, how they held my Mama tight And patted my back for something I'd done right.

There are things I've forgotten that I loved about that man, But I'll always remember the love in Daddy's hands.

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Daddy's hands, were soft and kind when I was crying. Daddy's hands, were hard as steal when I'd done wrong.

Daddy's hands weren't always gentle, But I've come to understand, There was always love in Daddy's hands.

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I remember Daddy's hands working till they bled, Sacrificed unselfishly just to keep us all fed.
If I could do things over, I'd live my life again,
And never take for granted the love in Daddy's hands.
Lyrics By: Holly Dunn 1986 © Copyright


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"When God Created Fathers">


When the good Lord was creating Fathers ... He started with a tall frame.

An angel nearby said, "What kind of Father is that? If you're going to make children so close to the ground, why have you put the Fathers up so high? He won't be able to shoot a marble without kneeling, play pretend drinking tea, tuck a child in bed without bending, or even kiss a child without a lot of stooping."

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God smiled and said, "Yes, but if I make him child-size, who would children have to look up to?"

And when God made a Father's hands, they were large.

The angel shook her head sadly and said, "Do you know what you are doing? Large hands are clumsy. They can't manage diaper pins, small buttons, rubber bands on pony tails, or even remove splinters caused by baseball bats."

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Again God smiled and said, "I know, but they're large enough to hold everything a small boy empties from his pockets, all his daughter's paper dolls, jump rope, yet small enough to cup a child's face in his hands." Then God molded long slim legs and broad shoulders.

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The angel nearly had a heart attack. "Do you realize you just made a Father without a lap? How is he going to pull a child close to him without the kid falling between his legs?"

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God smiled and said, "A Mother needs a lap. A Father needs strong shoulders to pull a wagon, to balance a child on a bicycle, or to hold a sleepy head on the way home from the circus."

When God was in the middle of creating two of the largest feet anyone had ever seen, the angel giggled and could not contain herself any longer. "That's not fair. Do you honestly think those large boats are going to get out of bed early in the morning when the baby cries? Or walk through a birthday party without crushing one or two of the guests?"

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Again God smiled and said, "It will work, you'll see. It will support a small child who wants to ride a horse to Banbury Cross, or scare mice away from a summer cabin, or walk in shoes that will be a challenge to fill."

God worked throughout the night, giving the Father few words, but a firm authoritative voice; eyes that could see everything, yet remain calm and tolerant.

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Finally, almost as an after-thought, He added tears. Then he turned to the angel and said, "Now are you satisfied that he can love as much as a Mother can?"
angel said nothing more.

Author ~~ Erma Nombeck  © Copyright ~~

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I chose the song Daddy's Little Girl for this page because my daddy used to sing this to me.

This is dedicated to my dad.He was my hero.He died when he was 54 on Christmas day.He always had a kind word for everyone.He believed that you must walk a mile in another man's moccasins before you would know what they were experiencing.He was loved by all that knew him.I was daddy's little girl and I will always be my daddy's little girl.I believe that he is in heaven watching over me and my family.
I love and miss you so much
Always your little girl forever,Rustyjo


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