I dedicate "Let The Ladybug Dance" to my brother, Foster "Dickie" Barfield, Jr. Dickie, I love you and I will always remember the ladybugs you would find for me and put in a jar for my birthday. To this day, I love ladybugs You promised me you would come to church with me the Sunday of my birthday, but unfortunately you went to be with the Lord that Thursday. Very sad, I went to church that Sunday without you. As I was leaving the church one of my dear members, Kim McCallop, said to me, "Pastor London, you have a bug in your hair." I replied, "Please get it out " When she put it in my hand it was a ladybug Tears begin to sneak out of my eyes because I knew that God had a way of letting me know that you did not forget to attend church with me. Sleep well, Dickie I love you yesterday. I love you today. But not more than I will tomorrow. Your sister, Jacki