To me my Dad's hands tell the story of my childhood. I love the song Daddy's Hands the chorus goes something like this; Daddy's Hands SOFT and KIND when I was crying Daddy's hands were HARD as STEEL when i done wrong, Daddy's Hands weren't always GENTLE but I come to understand there was always LOVE in Daddy's Hands. Walter I hope for you to have the love and respect of your Dad and Grandpa that I do. You are a very loved little boy!!
Walter and his Grandpa Dana's Hand
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