As a boy,  Daddy grew up in and around the small town of  Iola, Texas where family and friends knew him affectionately by his nickname of  “Little Boy”. 

We’re told of his love for bicycles and his passion for always having the latest model, which he always kept  meticulously clean , and as the saying goes “Right and Tight” 

     Little boy always had a particular fancy for dressing well and looking his best but above all else he was especially close and fond of his loving mother Carrie Sampson Fance and beloved grandmother Fannie Mae Webb.

     Daddy has always  possessed a certain kindness, wonder and  wisdom about him that was simply unique and all his own.  His eye's, facial expressions, body gestures and timing in the things he would say and do could keep you in jovial spirits, with laughter and happiness always!  And yet he would always challenge you to think deeply in conversation with him about the simple daily things of  life.

     Daddy would always come at you with his favorite phrases such as "MR. Mr."  when he wanted to get your attention and or point across and also the famous "That's what you think" line.  Daddys comedic  and sometimes anamative ways about him always seemed to fit what ever situation he faced.
Cool, calm and collected.  A man who spoke his mind without fear.  

     During the good times and the bad Daddy could always seem to make the best of things for not only himself but all those around him as well.  His command of that quiet yet special inner strength was always something you knew was there and forever available.

     Making his home in and around the Old Town Alexandria Virginia area Daddy truly enjoyed his daily interactions with family and friends who knew him quite well and always loved his company.  Seen often riding his bicycle and enjoying life was a comfort to those who knew and respected him.

     Daddys short military army experience

     During Daddys latter years we remember his especial love and fondness for fishing. Many late evenings under the Woodrow Wilson bridge with his favorite car he used to call "Little Duster" you would find Daddy fishing the Potomac at ease and peaceful in his chair with his little transistor radio beside him.  This was his time yet he enjoyed sharing it often with his family and friends too.