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- [S74] Atchley Funeral Home Records, Volume IV, 1987-1999, Larry D. Fox, (Smoky Mountain Historical Society), 22 Dec 1994.
Harris William Latham obituary
- [S106] The Mountain Press, 25 Dec 2009.
Your Favorite Christmas Memories
Puppy love
Mine was probably the year (either ‘05 or ‘06) that I got my dad a puppy for Christmas. He had wanted one for so many years, but my mother was dead-set against it. That particular year, she called me out of the blue and said she wanted to get Dad a puppy for Christmas. We found the perfect one (not from a store, as I don’t believe in those). He had always wanted a Jack Russell Terrier, so that’s what we found.
On Christmas Eve (that’s when my family opens presents), we had our dinner, and all the kids opened their presents. We had hidden the puppy in our car. I went outside to “make a phone call” and when I returned, I had the puppy tucked in my jacket. I sat down beside my father and waited for the perfect moment to catch him off guard. At some point, the puppy started whimpering and he wondered what the noise was. The cat, or in this case, the dog, was out of the bag. I reached into my jacket and pulled the puppy out... red ribbon and all. My father’s eyes swelled up with tears and we all started to cry. He hugged and kissed the puppy as though he wouldn’t get to keep her past that night.
Dad lived to see one more Christmas. My mother still has the dog. Every time I see them it reminds me of that Christmas and my dad.
—Shawn Breeden
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