06/25/2024
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Today's a tough day. I know without a shadow of a doubt where my mother is. Thank you for all the memories and life lessons. Without you, Fred Whitfield wouldn't have been possible. The resolve that you have now is knowing you’re in the presence of God. I love you. Until we see each other again.
“When Christmas came, they wanted gifts like the rest of the kids. So one year I bought them a used bicycle around June or July and I had a guy take it apart and paint each piece for me and then I wrapped them. Then, in November, I bought them coats and let them wear them until right before Christmas. Then I washed them and wrapped them and put them under the tree with the bicycle parts and by Christmas, they thought they had lots of gifts under the tree. I didn’t want them to be the only kids in the neighborhood that didn’t have a gift”
(Ms Marie~ Gold Buckles Don’t Lie p5).
“Sometimes my mom and me would just show up at rodeos, she would pay my entry fees, and I’d borrow a horse. She had several friends who’d rodeoed and they knew her son was getting into it, so we’d use one of their horses, win a little bit of money and everything was good”
(Fred Whitfield~ Gold Buckles Don’t Lie p41).
