Dec. 29, 2022

Charlie Samson, 61, of Grand Ronde, Oregon, died Dec. 29, 2022.

Dallas Mortuary Tribute Center is handling the arrangements.

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Kmadaris

He was a good man and will forever be missed.

I wrote this for you Dad; you will be missed.

There’s a very special bond between a Daughter and her Dad, a closeness which grows deeper through the years. It starts the very moment that your “baby girl” comes into your life, and strengthens as I share my hopes and fears. All throughout my life I have been “Daddy’s Little Girl”... I looked at you with such adoring eyes. You taught me about the world with tenderness and love… I see you as gentle and wise. I know that I could turn to you, on any given day, and you would be there to help me… if you could. You've always made time for me… that’s simply how it was… I quickly learned… he was just “that kind of man.” And as we travel on thur life… our love will grow deeper still, Each grateful for the blessings we have had. Knowing without question, that the greatest gift of all, Is the love by a Daughter and her Dad. RIP Dad.

P.S.Remember our song Dad,

I remember daddy's hands folded silently in prayer

And reachin' out to hold me, when I had a nightmare

You could read quite a story in the callous' and lines

Years of work and worry had left their mark behind

I remember daddy's hands how they held my mama tight

And patted my back for something done right

There are things that I'd forgotten that I loved about the man

But I'll always remember the love in daddy's hands

Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin'

Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I'd done wrong

Daddy's hands weren't always gentle but I've come to understand

There was always love in daddy's hands

I remember daddy's hands workin' 'til they bled

Sacrificed unselfishly just to keep us all fed

If I could do things over, I'd live my life again

And never take for granted the love in daddy's hands

Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin'

Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I'd done wrong

Daddy's hands weren't always gentle but I've come to understand

There was always love in daddy's hands

Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin'

Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I'd done wrong

Daddy's hands weren't always gentle but I've come to understand

There was always love in daddy's hands

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