Daddy's Hands

It's Father's Day today and I have been feeling sentimental all day and thinking about my own father. He has been gone now for 12 years and I still miss him. He was a character in every sense of the word and I think I was able to capture something of his personality in the talk that I gave at his funeral. I was only going to print an excerpt but as I read through it I couldn't decide where to end it, so I am going to just give it all to you. This will be a great place to record it so that everyone can know the kind of Father that my dad was! Daddy’s Hands by Karen Elizabeth Martenson Beagles Originally given on May 30, 2002 At the funeral of LeRoy Victor Martenson What a blessing it has been to be the one to give this talk about our memories of Daddy. Whenever I think of my Dad I think that I will always remember his hands. In fact as I gathered memories of Dad from all my sisters it occurred to me that those huge, rough, st...