Although I have many books in my head to write... another is being born as of this moment. I hope I live long enough to try to start writing them because I swear.. you can't make this stuff up. And It. Is NOT. Pretty. It is Hideous. Heinous. Shameful. Hateful. and I'm downright ashamedendlessly on behalf of my dad since the night he passed. Whatever the law ends up proving... I'll still know what I know.
I'm pretty much still incredulous and all I can do is shake my head because I can not begin to even imagine that this would have ever happened... and I'm DAMN sure my dad didn't either.
Lord have mercy on their souls. Thank you in advance.
I blog just cuz I like to.. and it keeps me sane. (Sort of.. hehehe). There's a whole lot of wonderful people out there and they don't all live on my country road. How else is a girl supposed to make friends? *grin*
So I'm 50 years old, retired and I have two cats. Get over it.
I miss my dad like crazy. Willard Cottrill and beloved dad 10/20/2010... The last REAL mountain man there's ever gonna be, and I'm more proud than words to be his oldest daughter. You were my heart, dad... rest with the angels. Your honor and dignity WILL be restored.