Words cannot begin to express my gratitude at the sympathy expressed by everyone over the passing of my Father.
Pop passed away quietly October 12th at my brother Jay’s home. Jay & Liz will always be heroes near and dear to my heart if for no other reason than the kindness and caring nature they showed during this difficult time. Taking care of all the arrangements and providing Momma with a sanctuary to deal with her grief as well as their own. Allowing a loved one to die with dignity is such a great gift, like Ray Sanders did for Rene, I am indebted to Jay and Liz for their final gift to Pop. Liz helped with Momma and Jay even made the Ossuary Box for Pop’s remains.
Unfortunately, I missed the graveside service since Karen had just gotten out the hospital and was still suffering from vertigo and I was needed at home to help take care of Mother Krell.
Making travel arrangements at the last minute, I did arrive in time to see many friends and family at Pop’s celebration service that evening. I was actually on the plane when Pop was interred in a grave hand dug by Jay, friends and family. The outpouring of respect from members of the community, church and family is a testament to the impact this gentle and shy man had on the lives of others.
Kristi, Shawn, Erin and Callee drove over from Iowa to attend and I got to visit with them for just a few minutes before they had to leave. For these 4, my heart grows ever fonder.
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