This is sexy shoe game and I primarily focus on women's high heel sexy shoes, for the most part. However, I would be totally remised if I didn't mention my number one man on Father's Day.
Therefore, with Father's Day vastly approaching, I choose to honor my father, the late Mr. James L. Haynes.
My dad was such a wonderful Man. I always heard, growing up, that any man can father a child but it takes a very special man to be a daddy. Over the years that saying has seemingly changed, since the creation of "that's just my baby daddy," however, I have never heard of father's little girl. I have heard of daddy's little girl. Which I wore this title with pride.
My dad was born in 1916 in Oakville, Mississippi. He was the youngest of 16 children and grew up on a farm owned by his dad.
After the death of his father my dad left the farm to go out in the world and provide for his family. And provide he did.
My dad showed everyone what one can do with nothing but a sixth grade education, perseverance, ingenuity and determination.
During my dad's life he wore several hats, his favorite being the Fedora. However, he was a Barber, a Barbershop Quartet Singer, a minor-league lefty Baseball Player, a poet, an entrepreneur and an extremely well connected and respected man of his community. Most importantly he was a loving and caring husband and simply, my daddy.
Being almost 20 years older than my mom, by the time I came along, I was often confused for his granddaughter. This obviously pissed him off because my dad would say with pride; "That's my Baby Girl." In fact for several years I was simply known as "Haynes' little girl."
I accepted my title with pride. There was only one time that my father's connections ever bothered me. This was when it came time for me to choose a high school to attend. I was determined not to go to Percy L. Julian high school, however my mom and dad had other plans.
Considering there were only six students being chosen to go to Percy Julian out of 100 students in my graduating class, the odds were that there was no way that I would be going to Julian. I felt this way right up until the time that they began the lottery drawing to see which students would be attending the school. Not so fast, they had a special guest pulling the names of the students that would be attending Percy Julian. That's right folks, the special guest was my father. And yes the first name out of the bag was mine. Apparently my dad was not only the Principal and the assistant Principal's barber, he was also their Masonic brother. I didn't stand a chance.
My dad passed away in 1987 after a long bout with prostate cancer. After the funeral, while riding to the cemetery, I looked out of the window. While wiping away tears, I noticed the streets were lined with men saluting my father's hertz. I then looked back to see that the procession went on for what seemed like miles. We even had a police escort. At that moment I realized that this single man, who meant so much to me, touched so many other lives. They all came out to pay their respect.
My only regret is that I was my father's youngest child and with him passing away while I was a teenager, I didn't get enough time.
My dad was also a bit of an amateur comedian. Therefore, rather than be sad on this Father's Day missing my dad, I will leave you with one of his good ones.
One day a set of twins walked into my father's barber shop. My Dad took one look at them and said "you
guys are brothers." The boys looked at one another and said to my dad "yes sir, we're
twins." My dad said, "you know I can tell you guys are twins. Yall are the same ugly."
Well there you have it folks, a brief glimpse into the man that was my father. I love and miss him like crazy. He will forever be the most important man in my life.
So following you will find the song that I wrote and dedicated to the memory of my father titled, "Without You." And a list of some of my fathers modernized favorite Father's Day gifts.
Happy Father's Day everyone and Happy shoe shopping.
Shoes
Hats
Suits
Accessories
Also, Congratulations Kenny Leon on your Tony award. You make Georgia proud.
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