Honoring my Father

     My father died on this day in 1995 after spending 15 years in a nursing home.  He’d suffered a major stroke that took away his power of speech and some of his reason.

     Not a day goes by where I don’t think of him and miss him terribly.  I have few pictures of him, the ones I do have, I treasure.





I love you Pop.

Mom and Dad

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Agented Mystery Writer, Bull Terrier owner--I have one at the present time, Avid gardener.

Posted on November 27, 2013, in In memory of... and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. A man of the cloth and a serviceman. Two very noble things. I’m sure I speak for everyone when I say we are thankful for his service.

    God bless you!

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