Happy B-Day to my Dad! He would've been 62 today.

I lost my father to cancer when he was 40 years old and it will be 18 years since his passing. He baptized me in the great outdoors and bought me a .22 when I was 12. He loved the outdoors but couldn't catch fish in a barrel and never harvested a deer. Never the less, he always showed excitement when we went out together. After his passing, I hunted and fished alone and that is when I reflected the most about our times together. Seven years ago, I was blessed to have my own son . I took him fishing with me when he was two and hunting when he was four. We have together havested many deer and brought home lots of fish together. Like others has said on this topic, focus on the memories and his spirit will never die. One of my Dad's last wishes before he passed was a saying Micheal Landon had said " When you remember me, think of me with a smile, and if it is with a tear then don't think of me at all ". I feel your pain brother and my prayers are with you and all that has lost their father.
 
I nearly lost my father to a brain aneurysm a few years ago and that was the scariest time in my life. I am thankful that he made it.
My condolences and prayers to those who have lost their fathers.
 
T,

Words never do justice to people in ones life that have passed. They mean so much more than any phrase could ever capture.
God bless and here's to your Dad.
Best,
Noel
 
Here's to your Dad, man. Mine is still with me at 81 and it's short reminders like this one to make a guy appreciate the time we have left. Thanks and all the best.
 
Sorry for your loss. My dad died 10 years ago at age 64. I think about him everyday. So I propose a toast to all those dads (and father in-laws; for you Amy-O) that meant so much to all of us.
 
saying a prayer for you tonight trevor, prayers for peace.

i sure enjoyed hearing about your family while we waited for the doors to open at blade this year. sounds like your father was quite a man!
 
Your pics really choked me up!. . . I lost my Dad in 1987. . . . It really never gets any better. . . it just gets different. He will always be with you. . . always!

Here's to your Pop!!. . . :thumbup:

I'm drinking now!!!!! :eek:

Jerry :D















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Phew...man that was rough reading through. My dad died when I was six in a car crash, along with my twin brother. I cherish whatever memories I had, and hope you continue to do the same :thumbup:


uh oh here it comes again...
 
It's a strange thing. My father and I never got along well. He was a big time athiest. We argued whenever we were together about religion. I hated his letters always screeds against religion and humanity. I always knew when he past I would get a visitation from him. Then on a job near my home as I chatted with the client I asked about a man in their house who was out of character with the family. They were short and hispanic he a tall skinny pale white guy. They were shocked when I describe the man I had seen looking at me. They said no one fitting that description had ever been in their house. Three days later I recieved a note that my father had killed himself at the end of a long hard illness lung disease. I am sure that man I saw was my father who had died 7 days earlier.
He was drowneing in his own juices anyway so I didn't blame him so much for ending his own suffering. I just wish we could have been close. In thinking about it as adults we only really spend a few months in each other company so I wasn't to broken up about his passing. Everything I learned about being a man I learned from my stepfather really. Anyway it still hurts to think about what I missed with my father.
 
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