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county roads, And early each day, he arose, And left to return, sometimes for lunch, And sometimes, I think, just to see his bunch. For he had ten younguns, and he loved us all. And he did the best he could, as I now recall. His times were different, dads didn’t hug and such, But he provided, and we didn’t want for much. v And from what I can tall, he set the bar pretty high, For those he left, and we still try, To make him proud, and respect his name. For his own Dad, he did the same. And from this day on, ‘til I cease to be, I thank my Father, for his legacy. Happy Father’s Day, Dad. I love you. Written June 3, 2005, for my father, Moffett H. Brady, Sr., born in Rappahannock County in Clark Hollow in 1903, and passed from this life inl975. - Richard Brady Flint Hill
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