There is a special person that pops up in my memories quite often. He's my stepfather Jerry. Now Jerry, he was a quite man. I never heard him raise his voice to any one. He was one of those people that you only find every once in a very long while. You know the kind that wants to do for others, and ask nothing in return. He was a dedicated family man, His family's needs came first, he always did put himself at the bottom of the list.
If any of my brother's or my sister Jean should read this I know that one of their favorite memories of Jerry will be Whataburgers on Friday's. He always made sure that we all had one day a week where we could go out and enjoy ourselves together as a family. Even when money was tight, when he got home on Friday's from work, we would all pile in his car and go get a whataburger. I don't know whether it was the burgers or the fact that we as a family were doing something together that made it so special.
He was a giant of a man in my eyes, And I will always miss him.
I really believe that God has a special place for this saint of a man.
God Bless love hugs kisses
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