52 Photos Week 8 - Favorite
I couldn't choose which one I liked best, so I am showing you three pictures this week. Who would be your favorite, more than your hero, your first love, and the person you most adored in your life - My Dad!
I just recently received these pictures of my dad, Harold Smith from my cousin. When his mother, my dad's sister died, these pictures were found, and he sent them to me. I had never seen any pictures of dad when he was a child.
I couldn't imagine my dad as a child because he was forced to quit work when he was in 8th grade, as were all of his brothers, to support the family. My grandfather was lazy and cruel. He would beat my dad and his brothers with a leather razor strap for no reason what-so-ever. I learned this after dad died, from my Aunt Kat.
My dad would never have told us kids that. Dad was a very quiet, loving man. Guess that was why he never spanked us. He would put his hand on his belt, threatening to take it off, and that was all it took. We would straighten right up. The threat of our sweet dad spanking us, was a horrible thought and did the trick.
Anyway, this week, my favorite is my dad.