My Pop. An amazing man. Born June 29, 1930 he has witnessed and experienced many things. I knew him as my dad my whole life, began knowing him as a man when I was 18 and then as a friend, mentor and teacher I could not get enough of when I became a mother some 26 years ago.I've cried on my dad's shoulder, have been held and nursed by him during sickness, advised through all business decision, taught and inspired through his art and loved by his being.
I am typing this from my dad's computer in his museum of an office in the center of his home in San Antonio, TX. I hitched a ride with friends and after four years of geographic distance was able to put my arms around him. I shed tears and held on.
As long as I am allowed to live I will never know all there is about this incredible man and the many lives he has touched. Once things for certain, he has filled my heart with love.
(I love you, Pop!)
4 comments:
Me too, me too!!!!
I can't wait to see him on Tuesday!
Wish you were still going to be there when we arrive. Thanks for such a beautiful post about Dad.
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4 years?? Wow...I am so happy for you to see him, I know how highly you speak of him and can't imagine how you are getting inspired while you are there!
I leave Tuesday on the early AM flight and Cathe gets here Tuesday afternoon. Dad is excited!
I love your pop too and I've never even met him!!! What a sweet photo of him! I've been collecting watch faces for a while to make a necklace that has been in my head for some time now... When I saw your dads tools and watch faces!!!I knew we were kindred spirits...give him a hug for me... Cathe sent me here and I love it so much I will gladly "Follow" you... Please stop by for a visit soon, I'll leave the light on for you!!! xoxo~Kathy@ Sweet Up-North Mornings.blogspot.com
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