My Father

Dad and the kids

On June 24, 2008 my father was riding around the farm in Pine Bluff, AR on his four-wheeler with my sister when he was thrown off. He landed on his face and was rushed to the hospital. The doctors say he died twice in the emergency room suffered some brain damage and broken ribs as well as many parts of his face. My sisters were with him the whole time and kept me updated on his progress. Over the last two weeks he has slipped in and out of coma and the doctors say he has made considerable improvements. I plan to see him after the Southern Baptist Conference of the Deaf in St. Louis this week.

My father is 66 and loves to hunt and fish like all good old country boys and I really believe that all the prayers from my brothers and sisters in Christ have made a difference. I would like to thank you all from the bottom of my heart.

In Christ alone,

dale