I have never forgotten how smart my husband was or the things he was capable of. He was a jack of all trades and rarely asked anyone for help. He was the family hero. I’m sure those were difficult and hard boots to fill, but now that I look back, he never complained of anything that needed done, or about anyone that needed helped. He was always there for anyone in need. He was always telling jokes and was ALWAYS available.
He cut dinner off one night to find a friend lost in the woods, crawled under countless homes to change our stoves or pull out dangerous animals. He protected us in the middle of the night. I will never forget this image of him in the yard or the sound of his feet… in his underwear, with a pistol in hand. The kids and I were laughing at how ridiculous he looked. I will never forget the days of him on black pavement in hundred degree weather changing my tire, soaking in sweat, never complaining even though I knew the sweat was burning his eyes and his back was hurting. There are a million more memories I hold close to my heart. No matter how busy he was helping so many, he always had time for the woods, the water, and his family.
I ran across an article that reminded me of his many characters he played as father, husband, son, and friend. Thank you Todd for reminding me of things I had forgotten, as there are so many to remember. I love your list. Beautiful! Dad.
Posted on January 2, 2012, in Dealing With Death, Elderly Issues, Parenting Issues, Relationship Issues, Teen Issues and tagged dad, death, family, father, love, Memories, parenting. Bookmark the permalink. 16 Comments.