The Case for Daddy’s Girls
I am a Daddy’s girl; always have been.
That’s because I got lucky; the Universe paired me with Ehret Oscar Ramey to be my counselor, teacher, mentor, protector and friend. Ehret Ramey was my adopted Father.
As a child he had curly hair, and his lower income family moved a lot which made him vulnerable to teasing and bullying. He learned to fight at an early age, which knowing him as I do, must have been hard because his inherent nature was so gentle. I suppose those fights helped define who he was and who he wasn’t because as my Father, he never chose a fight, but also never stepped away from defending what he believed was right.
