Robert Tisdale Brooks, Sr., otherwise known as Big Daddy, passed away one year ago today. My Big Daddy meant alot to me.
Although I was saddened by the realization that Eden would never meet him, experience being called a Passamaguda, or have a question answered with "Because the world is round," I am glad of the memories I have that I can one day share with her.
My dad decided to carry on the namesake. Eden's Big Daddy is likely to be just as special to her as mine was to me. Being able to share that is quite special.
I miss you Big Daddy!
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I remember that picture at Mrs. Sloat's Sunshine House on the Gulf of Mexico, what fun trips. The one with the hat was when Big Daddy and Mama II came to pick you up after Ashley was born to take you to stay with them for a week, and of course the back porch where we all have had some great times and conversations. I am sure he is smiling and very proud of all his family. Love to all Nonna
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