Curtis Hanson Hayes

The most wonderful Daddy a girl could have, yes the sunday dinners, racing ,and the coffee cup &saucer. And of cource Mike, Dad did'nt like for me to stay by myself at night, so he told me their was a man that lived in my celing, every night when Jimmy was on the road Daddy would call and tell me to come on over before dark, if I told him I needed to stay home he would tell me Mike was going to get me. Mom would get so mad at him for scaring me.But I would grab my stuff and get out of here,Me and Pasty played this game , we would get on each side and start kissing him, he would scream at Mom to make us stop it was so much fun.Daddy was a family man and would fight anyone for us.You didn't mess with his family.He loved halloween & Christmas ,he would take my earrings & hairbows away from me and put them on his plant at christmas, I have his plant now,I LOVE IT. All you have to do is look at his smile and the twinkle in his pretty blue eyes and know what a wonderful Man he was. I will never stop missing him. I loved him so much, but i'll see him again in heaven one day. I still can,t talk about about him without wishing he was here, but the LORD needed a special angel if not he would not have taken a man that was loved as much as him.He was a very special husband, daddy and grandfather.

Of course I remeber the legendary coffee cup and saucer...the way he said my Grandmothers name.. "Ruth"...I can close my eyes and I think I can remember his smell...I still sleep in his night shirt when I'm not feeling well...because he was the man that thought I did no wrong! I always spent the night at their house (every) Thanksgiving and I remember the first Thanksgiving after my first marriage..He told my husband "Cristy spends the night here...now where are you going to sleep" I remember sitting up at night with him and looking at pictures and him telling me who everyone was.. Him helping me with my homework Him not liking my hair when I got it cut..not one little bit and he told me so! Him playing "Good Bill and Bad Bill" with my youngest son... I remember getting him to tell me the same joke over and over about about "Three soaps and water" just to see the laughter in his face... I could feel the page up with memories...I love and miss him sooooooooooo much!

I remember that he was the kind of daddy that chased the monsters out from under the bed. The kind that would always be there, when I was pregnant with my first child, I called Daddy crying that there was a bumble bee in my kitchen, Daddy got in his truck drove up there and took a piece of wood and swatted the bee. And then said there baby the bee is gone.