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Greatest Man I know, now my Guardian Angel

November 25, 2012
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On October 9th, 2012, my Daddy, Gary James, became an Angel.  My guardian Angel.  It was the worst day of my life.

I received a call that I needed to go to Claremore Regional Hospital immediately because they were transporting my Daddy there unresponsive.  I prayed all the way to the hospital that Daddy would be alright.

As I turned the corner off the highway onto the street where the hospital was, a song came on the radio and I knew……I didn’t want to believe it, as the song played I prayed harder that what I knew in my heart was wrong.  The song is one of my favorites, Daddy’s Hands.

I remember Daddy’s hands, folded silently in prayer

And reaching out to hold me, when I had a nightmare

You could read quite a story, in the callouses and lines

Years of work and worry had left their mark behind

 

I remember Daddy’s hands,how they held my Mama tight

And patted my back, for something done right

There are things that I’ve forgotten, that I loved about the man

But I’ll always remember the love in Daddy’s hands

 

Daddy’s hands were soft and kind when I was cryin’

Daddy’s hands, were hard as steel when I’d done wrong

Daddy’s hands, weren’t always gentle

But I’ve come to understand

There was always love in Daddy’s hands

 

I remember Daddy’s hands, working ’til they bled

Sacrificed unselfishly, just to keep us all fed

If I could do things over, I’d live my life again

And never take for granted the love in Daddy’s hands

 

Daddy’s hands were soft and kind when I was cryin’

Daddy’s hands, were hard as steel when I’d done wrong

Daddy’s hands, weren’t always gentle

But I’ve come to understand

There was always love in Daddy’s hands

 

Daddy’s hands were soft and kind when I was cryin’

Daddy’s hands, were hard as steel when I’d done wrong

Daddy’s hands, weren’t always gentle

But I’ve come to understand

There was always love In Daddy’s hands

 

My Daddy was my Hero, my John Wayne and I miss him so much it hurts.  I don’t remember much other than meeting my brother and husband outside of the hospital and my brother telling me he didn’t make it.

Daddy was a Law Enforcement officer his entire life, even when he “retired” from Law Enforcement, it always seemed to need him back.  Just this year he supervised a group of convicts from the county jail and you know a Law Enforcement officer is a good one when not only kids like him but the convicts respect him as well.   He was  CLEET certified and had worked for several different law enforcement agency’s including Tulsa Police Department, Tulsa County Sheriff’s Office, GRDA Lake Patrol, Chief of Police of Langley and Spavinaw and Lt. in Mayes County Sheriff’s Office. Gary was a member of the Oklahoma Sheriff and Peace Officer Association and was inducted into the Hall of Fame in 2007 by Frank Thurman. He was a member of the Scottish Rite of Freemasonry in Tulsa, member of Akdar Temple, A.A.O.N.M.S.in Tulsa, Tulsa Blue Lodge and Akdar Ring Club.

My Daddy was known in town as “Big Gary” and everyone loved Daddy.  He was a remarkable, loyal, big hearted man.  I’ve started a foundation in Daddy’s name called Big Gary Foundation.  I’m in the process of setting up the website which is called www.BigGaryFoundation.com (it is currently in development) and have already set up his FB page – Big Gary Foundation.  We will be helping with Scholarships for Young people going into Law Enforcement, Mechanics, and also special needs children.  If you have the opportunity, please like our page.  Now it is up to me to keep Daddy alive in our hearts through his Foundation.  

 

It has been another rough year hear at the ranch, so, I’m taking my Daddy’s advice, Cowgirls Don’t Cry, Ride Baby Ride!

“Cowgirls Don’t Cry”

Her Daddy gave her first pony
Then told her to ride
She climbed high in that saddle
Fell I don’t know how many times
Taught her a lesson that she learned
Maybe a little too wellCowgirls don’t cry
Ride, baby, ride
Lessons in life are going to show you in time
Soon enough your gonna know why
It’s gonna hurt every now and then
If you fall get back on again
Cowgirls don’t cryShe grew up
She got married
Never was quite right
She wanted a house, a home and babies
He started coming home late at night
She didn’t let him see it break her heart
She didn’t let him see her fall apart’cause Cowgirls don’t cry
Ride, baby, ride
Lessons in life are going to show you in time
Soon enough your gonna know why
It’s gonna hurt every now and then
If you fall get back on again
Cowgirls don’t cryPhone rang early one morning
Her momma’s voice, she’d been crying
Said it’s your daddy, you need to come home
This is it, I think he’s dying
She laid the phone down by his head
The last words that he saidCowgirl don’t cry
Ride, baby, ride
Lessons in life show us all in time
Too soon God lets you know why
If you fall get right back on
Good Lord calls everybody home
Cowgirl don’t cry
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