By: Frank L. Adams #427391
My Grandfather Smith Milfred Moore was born in Hazlehurst, Mississippi on March 8th, 1921 and he passed away on December 5th, 2007. He was the perfect example of what a man is supposed to be. He moved from down south to Saginaw, Michigan when he was like 16 and he immediately started working in the plant. He spent most of his life taking care of the family and always being there for all of us whenever there was a need.
I can remember when I was a child watching him fix cars and tell stories of all the things that he had experienced. You asked him for a dollar he would tell you the value of working hard to get your own, then tell you a story for you to remember about something he went through to get to where he was. If my mother didn’t have the money to get her seven children anything for Christmas he became our Santa Clause, showing up with gifts just to put a smile on our faces.
I never heard him use profanity, and he was a very awesome cook even though I wouldn’t tell my Grandma that. He took care of my Grandma and she never had to worry about anything. He is the best man that I ever met in my entire life and I will always try to be my best because of the fingerprints that he left behind. I celebrate my Granddad this black history month and every other month because he was awesome, and I thank God for him.