My Dad making his own bit of history.

Remembering my Dad Rev. John Watley Jr. on his birthday, charismatic, forward thinking, a great storyteller, a showman in the pulpit with his sermons, great hats, tailored suits, often flamboyant, always read the morning newspaper, loved all people, had a smile that lit up a room..I got a lot from him – and thinking of many of the pearls of wisdom he instilled in me (only the strong survive, it’s not what others think of you it’s what you think of yourself, always have your own, especially money ..” and so much more. Though he passed away decades ago – not a single day goes by where I don’t think of him and miss him. His church members would always give us birthday cakes when I was little – mine would be coconut, his German chocolate, since our birthdays are a day a part. The memories and love live on for eternity.

I miss you Dad – Love, your Princess (church members called me Princess Jody), your ‘Star’ — which is what my Dad always said I would be, he was my first believer

I have no photos of us together because at one point my parents lost all possessions in storage so the couple of photos I have of him I cherish. #Aquarius Rest Peacefully Always ✨as well to my GodfatherJackie Wilson dear friend of my Dad – the first person to bring me onstage and also claim I had something special.