tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12752423.post6097673353236211938..comments2023-07-15T07:11:02.914-04:00Comments on Hope From the Edge: BoysMiss Hopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570326989323177520noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12752423.post-58745060215253745482007-04-06T14:23:00.000-04:002007-04-06T14:23:00.000-04:00I know that I wasn't around for your Grandaddy, da...I know that I wasn't around for your Grandaddy, darling. But, I do love the boys (how could you not with faces like that?), and I do wish that he would have been able to be around for them. But, they do love their Papa!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12752423.post-18151402965251865662007-04-05T19:49:00.000-04:002007-04-05T19:49:00.000-04:00Yes..I remember Grandaddy...vaugley, but I do... h...Yes..I remember Grandaddy...vaugley, but I do... he would sit with me on the front porch swing beside him and he'd sing "Swing low sweet chariot coming o'er to carry me home. Swing low, sweet chariot come o'er to carry me home."..man..i miss him...I love my Grandaddy and can't wait till I see him in Heaven..Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com