Today is my sweet Daddy's Birthday....Eddie Earl Wasdin.
He was born July 30, 1908 in Graham, Fl and to the Wasdin Family farm north of Waldo when he was 14 yrs old and lived there til July 1, 1974 when he was tragically killed by a falling tree.
He had little formal education, attended Waldo School leaving after the 8th grade to work on the family farm.
He had a good business head and with his hard work ethics, was a very successful produce farmer and cattleman.
He was a kind and loving father holding high standards for himself and his children. He loved each of his six children equally and enjoyed having them close by. Yes, he was strict and as a child I sometimes thought too strict but he would say "it's for your own good". When I had children of my own I could understand. He was a deacon at First Baptist of Waldo and took his position seriously.
He loved the Lord and thru out the day, you could hear him singing his favorite hymns in his off key voice. Oh how I miss that!!!
"When the Roll is Called Up Yonder" and "Unclouded Day" were two of his favorites.
My Daddy never met a stranger and was always willing to help someone in need. Many thought him a tightwad but he just didn't believe in being extravagant. Living through the depression taught him to be frugal.
He always saw that we had what we needed...maybe not always what we wanted but we always had plenty to eat and clothing.
Yes, I had a wonderful Daddy! I miss you, Daddy! Some sweet day!
He was born July 30, 1908 in Graham, Fl and to the Wasdin Family farm north of Waldo when he was 14 yrs old and lived there til July 1, 1974 when he was tragically killed by a falling tree.
He had little formal education, attended Waldo School leaving after the 8th grade to work on the family farm.
He had a good business head and with his hard work ethics, was a very successful produce farmer and cattleman.
He was a kind and loving father holding high standards for himself and his children. He loved each of his six children equally and enjoyed having them close by. Yes, he was strict and as a child I sometimes thought too strict but he would say "it's for your own good". When I had children of my own I could understand. He was a deacon at First Baptist of Waldo and took his position seriously.
He loved the Lord and thru out the day, you could hear him singing his favorite hymns in his off key voice. Oh how I miss that!!!
"When the Roll is Called Up Yonder" and "Unclouded Day" were two of his favorites.
My Daddy never met a stranger and was always willing to help someone in need. Many thought him a tightwad but he just didn't believe in being extravagant. Living through the depression taught him to be frugal.
He always saw that we had what we needed...maybe not always what we wanted but we always had plenty to eat and clothing.
Yes, I had a wonderful Daddy! I miss you, Daddy! Some sweet day!
