Saturday morning, October 5th, my Dad went home to be with the Lord. Although we knew it was coming, it still was and is hard. As we gathered together in Pennsylvania and sorted through pictures, we found ourselves laughing and crying by turn.
He was a wonderful storyteller, and friends and family had many stories to share. His woodcrafts and drawings are literally everywhere. A few days before he passed, he mailed an envelope with a few of his best drawings to my youngest son. It came while we were gone, and I haven’t been able to open it yet.
Like I said, it’s hard.
Today, I thought I would just share a few of my favorite pictures that we came across.
Here we are again, Christmas 1970. Dad’s still ornery. I look a little distracted. But I’m loving my brother’s big ears. :) And Mom is beautiful.
This was taken in Nashville, several years ago.
My family would appreciate your continued prayers as we adjust. We sure will miss him.