April 1935 - January 2002

As I sit here with the company of tear
filled eyes and trembling hands,I remember
a great man. I am blessed to be molded in
the essence of his honesty and devotion. He
was, and always will be, a hero among men in
the eyes of a son with a broken heart.
I regret that his last years were spent with
us so far apart from one last smile and
encouraging word. My last goodbye was spent
clinched in his strong grip knowing he would
never see me again. That hug seemed to go on
forever,because he knew it would be his last.
He lived his last few years with pain and
suffering, but his death will leave
memories of joy to a son who will never
forget. In life he was my hero. In death he is
my angel in heaven.


 
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