There were times he would take the entire family fishing and what a mess that would be. He didn't get to fish much on those trips because he was constantly getting someone untangled from the bottom of the lake or out of a tree. I have lots of memories of my dad but I think my favorite one would be of how as he lay in the hospital dying he led one of his best friends to Christ. He had been talking to this man for a long time, and he never gave up. Here is a picture of Daddy with a group of guys that flew into Alaska to do some fishing. Daddy is the one on the left with the orange scarf.
Daddy left us with a love our of heavenly Father too. How blessed I am to have two fathers that have shown such love to me. Thanks Dad for always being there for me and showing me how much Christ loves me. I miss you and I love you.

Hi Teresa
ReplyDeleteWhat a loving tribute to your father. You were very blessed to have him for your dad. There is lots to be thankful for isn't there? Hugs, Rhondi