Brothers and Sisters,
Thank you very much for your kind support and words. In Dad's passing, he has achieved the complete circle of life. He gave to me a precious gift I never had and no one else could give: to be a grandfather to my daughters. They hold a strong image of a caring teacher and craftsman.
It is becoming more and more apparent to me what stock Tom and I are carved from when I am amidst you all (or in the local vernacular-- y'all). As Dad served in his community and shared his experiences, strengths, and hopes, so I see that we try to do the same.
Respect, fairness, thoroughness. Dad spoke about being on one of the first trampolines in Minnesota, only to have his boys participate in the sport much further. He loved Harry Truman and both the Roosevelts and what they stood for. Although Tom and I have not served in the US Armed Forces, maybe we just misunderstood him and are doing better to serve our Limbed Forests.
To this day I always saw my father as bigger than me, even though I had grown taller probably 20 years ago, and heavier by the fitness of the Arbo craft. His forearms will always be like Popeye's. But he remains larger.
Don't imagine losing your parents, or anyone. Make the most of each day. Each event is in itself a lesson that prepares us for the next.