We celebrated Dad's life over the past week. It's been hard saying goodbye, but he was well remembered, and well loved.
6 of his 8 children were present (1 passed years ago, 1 is in a nursing home); 13 of his 14 grandchildren were there, as was 15 of his 16 great grand-children. There were many stories, many jokes and many laughs amongst the tears.
We remembered how he never said a cuss word - it was always "What the Sam Hill!" or "Son of a Biscuit!"
During the ceremonies both at church and at the graveside, dad's "baseball Angels" were remembered and blessed.
It was a perfect gathering for someone who loved people, and never met a stranger. Thank you, all of you, for your condolences. He would have enjoyed meeting and talking with each and every one of you.
Arte - you have a long ways to catch up to his many trips up to the Bishop/Bridgeport area. . . .he was there for trout opening, for camping, for hunting and had been going up that way since the mid 60's, when he started taking his family up there with him!!