@TedKennedy It’s never easy as you well know, and I’m sorry for your loss. He sounds like that he was an incredible man. He will live forever in those great memories that you two made together. Hang in there!
I’m sorryWell hell.
After 88 years on this earth, my old dad expired Monday night. It was expected, he'd been in decline for a few years and he decided to quit taking meds etc..a few days earlier.
He was a damn good dad, husband and friend. I started missing him years ago when his physical health declined to the point he couldn't hunt and fish with me any more. I missed him even more as his mental abilities suffered in recent years. He was a smart, quick-witted guy.
Now that he's really gone, the finality does hit home a bit. We've waded creeks, fished in saltwater, lakes, trout streams and hunted birds in Oklahoma and Kansas together. (I guess I was three the first time him and Grandpa let me follow them around quail hunting, they said I about froze lol)
I never saw him miss a single that got up in front of him. We'd bust a covey and he'd slowly try to walk every one up. Back then, there would be several coveys on an 80 acre farm in Delaware County.
When I was young and wild and stupid we did not get along too well, but we always had hunting and fishing together to hold that bond. I'm sure glad I straightened up and had many more years of adventures with him.
He loved my wife more than he did me, and she took to him like he was her own father. He took care of Mom like she wanted, and the last couple years she repaid that care in spades.
If there's an afterlife I hope he's there with my son (his favorite grandchild, shamelessly so) - arguing some philosophical point as they often did. Maybe after the argument they can get together with Grandpa and my uncles and go catch a smallmouth in a cool, shady creek.
Whether there is or not, Dad left a mark on this world, and it was very positive.
Sorry for your loss.,Well hell.
After 88 years on this earth, my old dad expired Monday night. It was expected, he'd been in decline for a few years and he decided to quit taking meds etc..a few days earlier.
He was a damn good dad, husband and friend. I started missing him years ago when his physical health declined to the point he couldn't hunt and fish with me any more. I missed him even more as his mental abilities suffered in recent years. He was a smart, quick-witted guy.
Now that he's really gone, the finality does hit home a bit. We've waded creeks, fished in saltwater, lakes, trout streams and hunted birds in Oklahoma and Kansas together. (I guess I was three the first time him and Grandpa let me follow them around quail hunting, they said I about froze lol)
I never saw him miss a single that got up in front of him. We'd bust a covey and he'd slowly try to walk every one up. Back then, there would be several coveys on an 80 acre farm in Delaware County.
When I was young and wild and stupid we did not get along too well, but we always had hunting and fishing together to hold that bond. I'm sure glad I straightened up and had many more years of adventures with him.
He loved my wife more than he did me, and she took to him like he was her own father. He took care of Mom like she wanted, and the last couple years she repaid that care in spades.
If there's an afterlife I hope he's there with my son (his favorite grandchild, shamelessly so) - arguing some philosophical point as they often did. Maybe after the argument they can get together with Grandpa and my uncles and go catch a smallmouth in a cool, shady creek.
Whether there is or not, Dad left a mark on this world, and it was very positive.
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