My dad was born December 16, 1951.
My dad passed away in September 1980 at the young age of 28 years old. Today marks his 64th birthday. Last time I seen him was 35 years ago, I was 8 years old.
**I wish I had some video footage of him. I wish I could see his walk, his body language.
**I wish there was something with his voice on it. I wish i could hear his voice.
This pic of my pops at the bottom was taken somewhere in the mid 70’s. The baby pic at the top is me and i’d assume I was about 2 or 3 years old. Taken somewhere around 1974.
My pops was born and raised in Compton, CA and he went to Centennial High School in Compton, CA. He was a real popular good looking dude. I always wonder what life would have been like if I was raised with a father in my life. Sometimes I think one day he will just appear from nowhere and tell me he had to bounce cause my momma was trippen’. All I would say is “I know what you mean”, then I’d hug him and wouldn’t want to let go, cause I wouldn’t want to wake up…. I love you pops and I miss you. I say pops, cause I don’t ever remember using the word dad or daddy.
The first time I heard this song by Luther Vandross back in 2003 I was at the gym working out. This song made me think of you word by word and it broke me down right there at the gym in the middle of my work out. Every time I hear this song I think of you. So I would like to dedicate this song to you and let you know I will be listening to this song through out the day thinking of you wishing you a Happy 64th Birthday!!
I LOVE YOU.
DeWitt Vercher III