Rhonda (Oakes) McIntosh
It was not until yesterday that I realized I am my fathers daughter in so many ways, hard headed on the surface and mush on the inside. I guess there was something to what my mother used to always say "You are just like your father!". I am proud to be his daughter.
My heart goes out to everyone who loved my dad and who he loved. He will be missed and remembered by many.
Wednesday December 15, 2010 at 7:53 pm