On this day, 91 years ago, the Good Lord sent a baby into the world. He became the apple of his mother's eye, and a source of great pride for his father. To his sisters and brothers, he was a stubborn sibling, but someone that they could turn to in times of great trouble. He guided them through situations that would make most of us cringe. He was the rock of the family. In WWII, he volunteered to serve his country in the United States Army. Earning the rank of Sargent, his men quickly learned to trust him because his judgement was sound. The respect shown to him, even many years after the war, demonstrated to the world that he was a man of integrity. He was the rock of his unit. He married a woman who adored him and together they raised a family. As husband and wife they were inseparable, working side-by-side every day in a family business. He provided the best he could for his wife and children, and on many occasions, denied his own needs to secure the needs of his family. He became the rock of his own family. Now, with a family of my own, I realize all that he did, and the dedication with which he committed himself as husband and father. His quiet way of showing that he cared and the unbelievable kindness he extended to strangers and those in need. I recognize the tremendous influence that his actions have had upon my life and how I live it. My commitment to my family is a direct reflection of his actions. I, too, have become the rock of my family. Early this morning, on his birthday, the Good Lord called my father home to paradise. He joins family and friends who predeceased him. More importantly, he's reunited with his loving wife who now holds his hands in happiness. They are together again. On this day, April 20, 2005, my father is no longer here with me. I have lost my rock. With all my heart, I love you Dad. May God Bless you, always.
all i can add to your very heart felt words is AMEN and GOD BLESS very nicly writen and i could feel your lose in those words Greg
Four years ago last week I too lost my father. Treasure your memories, our thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.
Praise God for Christian parents. Without them, I would still likely be wandering aimlessly as I did for many years, in spite of their best efforts. I never tire of hearing people tell about their great Christian parents! I'm sorry for the void that will be in your life, but it's thrilling knowing your parents are re-united (as are mine) and that you can see them again one day. Carl
You have our thoughts and prayers. Dads are pretty special, to both daughters and sons. Your way of showing your love is special. Take care, Shari and Loyd
Wow!! What a tribute. I hope my children can say that about me when I go. I'm sorry for your loss, but I'm happy to know that your Dad was a good man. You'll see him again!!
