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Kathy

It leads back to the day... When the formula of perfection was mastered within the voices of five silhouettes... Jina, Tara Shannon, Trena and lastly... Tiffany. The last that entered this family unit instantly; With opened arms that was engaged with acceptance and stability. For the harmony of these five angels bought happiness, peace, and satisfaction; especially in the eyes and heart of our king and hero known as Mr. Roy Saxon. And as the harmony of voices reached its peak within the lime green home on Noble/ Monticello... Tiffany steps out and begins to sing her solo of thanks and appreciation to her father, and joy... her invaluable Uncle Roy who taught her the way of God's Love, faith, and unity that touched and captured the soul amidst the guest of friendly fellows... "I could never give back the token of love that you bought into my life". For You are the man who turned from my uncle into my father overnight... and With that being said... You'd always jump on me; hitting me upside my head and said "Hey Kathy!" All because of that damn t-shirt granny bought and gave to thee. From family gatherings to whatever's today's happenings; there's always a time when you're happy yelling out my adoptive name of Kathy. For I still have flashbacks from a floppy tennis shoe; you used in your rendition of Hee-Haw while dancing around in a circle laughing and saying... "Kathy, Kathy"; Which is branded and will always be; Even you had granny calling me Kathy just between you and me. So with that being said... You are my gift from God; my magic rock and stand. What more can I say? You embody the royalty of the Saxon name and made it classy. With all of our love... Jina, Tara, Shannon, Trena and "KATHY"

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