Dad

Dad

I know a very special man named Virgil. He was born on January 16,1922, in Brodhead, Kentucky.He married a very sweet and loving woman by the name of Dolly Denny. They had 13 children, five girls and eight boys. Virgil and Dolly worked very hard to feed and clothe them. They farmed for a living on a farm that never belonged to them. They only got a percentage of what was made each year and free rent. Every morning started way before daylight for him and his family, and stopped way after dark. The boys and some of the girls helped feed the cows, hogs and the chickens. Virgil also planted acres and acres of tobacco. They raised very large gardens and canned food for the winter. He always raised the meat that they ate, and got eggs from the chickens, and had a milk cow. They loved their children and taught them how to work for a living, but they also sent them to school to learn and get a good education so they might not have such a hard life later on.
This was a hard life, but it was a happy one. We had love and respect for our parents and we had sisters and brothers to love and fight with. This was a very special time in our lives. You can never forget them and you can only bring them back in memories. The children have grown up, left home and now some have grandchildren of their own. There are only six boys left and five girls. Dolly has gone on to Heaven for about 4 years now. Virgil has been retired for several years now and still lives in Brodhead with his poodle named Jake that keeps him company. Virgil still mows his yard with a riding lawnmower, dusts and vacuums the house, raises tomatoes in the back yard and loves to watch TV. In my opinion you could not meet a more loving, kind and caring father, friend and neighbor who will do anything for you.
Every Sunday and especially on a holidays his yard and driveway are full of vehicles; you can just about bet that his children have come for a visit. He started out with 13 children, now he has 23 grandchildren and 17 great grandchildren. When they have a dinner at his house it’s more like a feast and you sure can put on the pounds. I may be a little prejudiced, but that is okay because I’m his daughter-in law and he is very special to me.

Written by Dina