Kitchrel Small (1934-2009) *74
The grave site of Kitchrel Small / Plot 56311965. This memorial website was created in memory of Kitchrel Small, 74, born on June 23, 1934 and passed away on April 15, 2009.
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My daddy was the first man I ever loved. He protected me at all cost. Even after I was grown and married. LOL I thank my daddy for given me the special gifts needed to survive in this world. The gift of sense of humor in a time of turmoil, the gift of my hands being able to make things in my vision come true. I miss our calls at 2 a. m. in the morning until 4 a. m. I miss calling you with the stupid questions and you answer every one of them. I just miss you.
My daddy was the first man I ever loved. He protected me at all cost. Even after I was grown and married. LOL I thank my daddy for given me the special gifts needed to survive in this world. The gift of sense of humor in a time of turmoil, the gift of my hands being able to make things in my vision come true. I miss our calls at 2 a.m. in the morning until 4 a.m. I miss calling you with the stupid questions and you answer every one of them. I just miss you.
My daddy was the first man I ever loved. He protected me at all cost. Even after I was grown and married. LOL I thank my daddy for given me the special gifts needed to survive in this world. The gift of sense of humor in a time of turmoil, the gift of my hands being able to make things in my vision come true. I miss our calls at 2 a. m. in the morning until 4 a. m. I miss calling you with the stupid questions and you answer every one of them. I just miss you.
My daddy was the first man I ever loved. He protected me at all cost. Even after I was grown and married. LOL I thank my daddy for given me the special gifts needed to survive in this world. The gift of sense of humor in a time of turmoil, the gift of my hands being able to make things in my vision come true. I miss our calls at 2 a.m. in the morning until 4 a.m. I miss calling you with the stupid questions and you answer every one of them. I just miss you.