Wife and four daughters. Proud husband and father.
Eldest of six children after his dad died from a
felled tree. Breadwinner at age 10. Excelled in
sports: boxing, football, basketball, baseball, glee club.
Football scholarship in college and semi-pro afterwards.
Education was number one for him as he helped his
brothers and sister in college. Finished in three years
after attending summers too. Applauded our piano
playing and 4-H achievements in addition to report
cards in school. He continued to learn woodworking
at the local college in addition to his full-time job.
Loved his family with his whole heart and being.
Often, we heard the compliment that what we
had done indicated we were a “chip off the old
block.” We knew we were loved and safe in his
arms. He was pleased with us no matter what.
We learned to finish what we started and to work
hard to achieve our goals in life. In reflection, I wonder
how our parents did all that they did given the Depression
and World War II. Perseverance. Hard work. Achievements.
Loving, kind and gentle. Words of encouragement and plenty
of hugs and laughter. He encouraged us to travel and study
abroad. He knew we would become more tolerant individuals.
Germany beckoned where I studied at the Uni in Heidelberg.
My Dad and Mom laid the groundwork for education, love
and setting good examples. My husband and I followed in
their footsteps. Family. Love. Faith. Education. Travel. What
happiness! Happy Father’s Day, Dad. And to my husband!