Big Heart

Big Heart He was the best man I ever met. His word was his bond. No neighbor went without, no job, done poorly. The best part, he could do anything. Long before “super”, he was way past cool. He could rig, and row and build and tow… with the best. A long life, a hard life, picking bags of fluff. Peaches, strawberries, fruits that break backs. Grapes of Wrath, and Sunday best…, all rolled into a Ford truck. His roots, our roots, deep, even when up-lifted. Family, ties that bind and build the future. Oklahoma…okay… Texas…what a kick! Arizona… home. Building roads, trucks, good dogs and big Cats! Water, lakes, and fields. A new life for all of us! A good life for our family. Years and years… Tears and fears… Cactus, flowers, and learning about snakes. Now… teaching grandkids how to live… and count stars.