We had a Very Happy Childhood!! Mom and Dad did make Our House, A Home!!! Here are a few poems that Dad wrote about "Home" and "Family"!!

On very, very cold, cold nights
When winter sky's are clear,
I think about the warmth of home,
And all my loved ones there.
How nice it is to think of home,
No matter what you've got.
To know it's filled with hope and love,
To me, that means alot.
For home is such a pleasant place
To me it always seems,
The place I love to be the most,
The place of all my dreams.

E.H. Coe 1972
Home is where the heart is.
Home is where my love is.
Home is where my future is.
Home is where my past is.
Home is where you feel the best.
Home is where you feel the worst the best.
Home is what you think of.
Home is the place you go back to.
Home brings thoughts of happy times.
Home brings thoughts of many heartaches.
But still, Home Sweet Home is Home.

E.H. Coe 1972
"Our Family"
We're all full of love, and I'm certainly glad,
It's surely a gift from Mother and Dad.
For a family as large as our's has grown,
To feel so together and never alone.
My sisters and kids and in-laws, so nice,
We love them all without thinking twice.
And how we think back to the joy we had,
When we all lived home with Mom and Dad.
As our families grew, we kept in touch,
All living the good life, yet not having much.
We must have been touched by our Father above,
Who showered us each, with His greatest gift, "Love".

E.H. Coe 1979