On days when he was out and while her sisters played, she would wait quietly in the courtyard for the sound of his car rumbling up the hill just before lunchtime. On hearing his footsteps by the front door, she would run across the hall and into his arms. He would catch her, twirl her around and hug her tightly.
That was the beginning of a beautiful relationship between father and daughter which grew stronger and stronger even when they were far apart. The memories of those treasured times will always have a special place in my heart.
How blessed I was to have had him, Langley, for my father!
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| Langley Lewis Punnett
March 16,
1917 - September 30, 1988
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