A Golden Heart stopped beating and hard working hands at rest. A year ago Nov 4,2013, God saw you grow weary and tired, on wings of Angels he took you home to the sky so high. I cried when you passed away. I cry today. Although I Love you dearly, I couldn't make you stay. God broke my heart to prove to me he only takes the best.
We Love you and miss you Dad,
Woody and Connie Smith