Dear Dad, 
I want to thank you for the way in which you raised us. Thank you for showing us the true meaning of "family" and that true love really is real and not some fairy tale. I don't have one single memory of you and Mom ever arguing over anything. 
I remember when you taught me how to tell time by a real clock and not a digital clock. I kept asking you "but why daddy? Why does the 3 mean 15? You got aggitated a few times but you never gave up. You told me stop trying to figure out why and just listen. 
I'll never forget you driving us all over Childersburg on Halloween to fill our pillow cases to the max with candy. 
I'll never forget either that anytime any of us got sick you would come home with a care package that consisted of crayons, coloring books, little Archie comic books and candy. 
I gave you your first grandchild and to this day the bond you and Clay had was unbreakable. YOU were the only male constant in his life. 
And last but not least, when I was married to clays father, and we were struggling, you snuck into our apartment one day and completely filled out cabinets and refrigerator with food. You would never own up to it but I knew it was you daddy. 
I miss you so much pop and I will continue to try to live up to the values you instilled in us. The handprint you left behind is a mighty one. I love you, LuLu❤️


Dad,
   Saying goodbye to you is the hardest thing I've ever had to do. I find comfort knowing that you are no longer in pain and are back in Moms arms dancing in the golden streets. You made life fun for us growing up and you were the best Dad a kid could ever hope for. I love the way you used to tuck me in at night. You would say "hey, are you my pal" and I would say "yes, are you my buddy" and you would say "yes, are you my pardner" and I would say "yes" then you would hold my hand and together we would say the Lords Prayer. Because of this Paris and I have our own bedtime ritual that I cherish as much as I did mine and yours. Thank you for your devotion.
I also used to love the way you would wake us up for school with Country Boy Eddie blaring from the TV set and then threaten to beat us with a wet buzzard if we didn't get up. Thank you for your sense of humor.
Now that I am older I appreciate the spankings that we deserved and being a father now, I understand when you would say "this is going to hurt me more than it will you." Thank you for the discipline you taught me.
I remember the year you took me to see the Harlem Globe Trotters for my birthday. At the end you told me to go get my program autographed and either Goose or Curly swooped me up and took me in the locker room to get more autographs. Thank you for making my dreams come true.
In high school I played football but was never the star athlete that you were. My senior year you and Mom gave me a trophy with football players on it that said "Most Valuable Son". That meant the world to me, more than any real trophy ever could have. Thank you for loving me.
On the day of my wedding you told me "Son, never say anything that you can't take back. You are about to marry the woman you cherish most. Never hurt her with words you can't take back." Thank you for your wisdom and for being my friend.
I will miss you dearly but never forget you. Thank you for who I am today. 

I love you,
Robby

I Love You My Daddy, you filled so many lives  with Love, Kindness, Generosity and Faith because of the way you lived your life. You had patience with me when you taught me to drive when I was 15. I was the best driver in Drivers Ed and everyone always wanted me to be the driver. You provided and worked hard for our family and we always had everything we ever really  needed, through good times and bad. You did not deserve the life you had to live in the past years of your life! I  know you are not in pain and suffering any more!!! A lot of people don't understand why you became so private about people wanting to come visit you or you not participating in special events and gatherings. They didn't understand the pain you were living in but the ones who really knew you and Loved you know that you DID NOT choose to live that way.  Thank you for giving us a happy childhood, and I am so sorry for the things I did as a silly child and stubborn teenager that hurt you and Momma. Thank you for treating me as an adult when I became one and never treating me like the foolish child I was sometimes. Fly High My Wonderful Father,  We will Never Forget You.  I Love you SO Much!!!!  Please give Ryan and Momma a kiss for me there in God's Kingdom...I will be with you All One Day!! Your Firstborn Daughter Meesh!

I can remember while being in the Marines, I came to visit Uncle Robert and Aunt Suzie for a long weekend and having a great time with them and all my cousins. The Marine that dropped me off stated he would come and visit with them instead of his own family next time. I can also remember growing up and getting fireworks from Uncle Robert which we would light and enjoy while we visited them. He will always be remembered for his wide smile that came from his whole being. I love you Uncle Robert and am comforted that you are with Aunt Suzie and Ryan. May you rest with Love and Peace now.

I will always remember Robert as a kind and loving person who always had a smile on his face and something nice to say. Getting to watch him play high school football at age 4 and getting to go into the Childersburg locker room with our granddad J.D. and Robert's dad, Uncle Rex, was a wonderful memory for me. He came and spoke and made me feel real special. What a great man!

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Robert Eugene Burdick

August 11, 1942 – May 24, 2019

Curtis and Son Funeral Home

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