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L&L Baird 1944 - 1994

L&L Baird

Monday, November 04, 2013
I remember from a young age that father loved the outdoors and taught me to love it too. In fact, that is where I find the greatest solace and peace outside of the temple and my home. I appreciate my father teaching me to stop and notice things in nature. He would say, "see that flower there..." and when I looked all I saw was a bunch of sand, until I stopped and really looked. When I did, I could see a small flower. He would have me get down on my hands and knees and look at it up close. We would discuss the flower in minuet detail. He knew the names of trees, flowers, cactus, and taught me. From this I have learned not to take a quick glance at things...but, to stop, look, and really enjoy the full picture. Thank you dad for giving me this gift.
My dad would sit down on the floor and ask my sister and I to "fix his hair." This meant, get the rollers out, the hair gel, water, lots of water, and style it for hours.
He would let us crawl all over him so that we were satisfied with the coiffure of the day. It was great fun.
When he went fishing, and I didn't get to go with him, he would always bring
back a small sized fish that he hadn't gutted. That fish became my baby. I
would put diapers on the fish, change the diapers, and carry the fish around
until my mother said it had to go in the garbage because it stunk. I love that my dad thought about me while he was fishing and brought me back something that enticed so much delight.
In the last years of his life, my father and I became closer than ever. He was a tender man to me who always let me know he loved me. I had the opportunity to help take care of him in his last weeks of life. He sang songs, was open hearted, and every night was never satisfied with one kiss...but wanted a couple. He was so grateful to my sister and I that we were there. I told him I was the one who was blessed to share that precious time with him. I appreciate his wife Joyce for her care and for opening her heart and home so that we could be there to help care for him.
There are so many memories with my dad. The one that sticks out to me the most is that he was completely generous with his time, talents, and money. My father never felt a concern about sharing anything he had. In fact, when I would protest, he did something for me secretly, or when I wasn't looking. He was that way with all of his children, grandchildren, parents, and in-laws. He never complained or felt inconvenienced. He taught me about unconditional love, and about how to be selfless.
There are so many more memories, but I will end on this note. The greatest gift my father gave me was his testimony and love of the gospel...and that he lived what he knew to be true. If he said he would do it, I knew it would be done. I know I will see my dad again because of my testimony of the church of Jesus Christ of latter day saints. He taught me so many lessons about life by how he lived the gospel. Thank you dad!
Daddy, I love you forever
Your devoted daughter Star
Sunday, November 03, 2013
Grandpa always made us laugh by taking out his dentures. When I got old enough to understand why grandpas teeth moved around in his mouth, it made a lot of sense why he poured a bowl of wheaties (mush) and let them sit for a hour.
Sunday, November 03, 2013
Grandpa and grandma were some of the best cheerleaders I have ever known. They made sure to come to every sporting event they could. I always loved looking down the fence line or at the end of the end zone and see the purple dodge.
Sunday, November 03, 2013
I loved going to Overton to visit grandma and grandpa in the winter. The year I had chicken pox, every went to the circus but me. Grandma volunteered to stay home and attend to me. We had a good time and grandma gave me a big fat slice of cheese. When everyone got home from the circus, Grandpa found my fat cheese slice melted all over the back bumper of his Dodge pickup. Overton is where I first attempted to swim, 1/2 gallon milk jugs under my armpits and grandma by my side.
Sunday, November 03, 2013
One of my favorite memories of grandma and grandpa would have to be their differences in Cheetos! Grandpa insisted we eat the Cheetos with a fork, therefore he preferred the soft Cheetos, while Grandma preferred the hard Cheetos. I always took grandma side!
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