My Daddy was the greatest man I ever knew. He and I had a special bond that will never be removed.
He was a great American- he served in the Army during World War II. He would be so disappointed in the way our country is going. In a certain way, I'm glad he's not here to see it all happen.
He loved my boys. One of the biggest regrets of my life is that he never got to meet his great-grandchildren. But I know he's looking down on them with love.
He was almost as big an Alabama fan as I am. He has his favorite Bama hat with him now as he rests. And I know he's enjoying his moments with Bear Bryant (a captive audience).
He was proud of his Scottish heritage. He's wearing his Wilson tartan tie right now. I'm sure he's seen that beautiful country as he's sitting on his favorite cloud.
The best thing is that one day we'll be together again. He may fuss at me a little, but he was always pretty good about letting me be myself.
Sleep well, Daddy. Save a seat on that cloud for me.
I love you.