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    Hanford, CA
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Franklin D. Davidson 1933 - 2013

Franklin D. Davidson

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April 25, 2013
Dad's Eulogy:

Oh Father
My Father
Crossed the Jordan
Through the darkness,
into the light.

Did Charon pay you for the honor?
Or like Orpheus, did you sing for your passage?
We hope not...
For surely we would have heard
the howling of Cerberus.
Clearly the fickle boatman is
now poorer.

The light shown from you
throughout these years.
Now you will be there to guide
all of us
over.

For the speaker,
Eulogy,
For the reader,
elegy
such strange words,
for such a quiet man,
Retired from life.

I look into the depths,
see the swirling patterns,
the candle burning bright,
somewhere deep in me.

Tears,
they roll and splash down my cheeks,
drown my shirt
lighten my soul.
I have to close the door.

My prodigious Progeny wink at me from my walls.
They stare at their Father sobbing for his loss
And
imagine theirs.

And so I cry
not for the dying of the light
but for the soul burning so bright.
For the lost moments,
reaching for phone
the chance gone,
forever now.

It takes times like these
to knock us from our perch of
rote
To recall the true.
To weep for the loss.
To wish for what is nevermore,
inside my head,
quoth my raven.

Now you are our spirit guide,
turning the darkness bright.

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The ache is hard but you are at peace and you left us without having to suffer greatly.
Thank you for all that you taught me.
How to be calm in the face of stress.
How to teach myself to do things.
I always wondered how you knew how to fix so many things. Some of it came from the farm life. But a lot of it came from just doing. Now, my kids ask me the same thing: How do you know how to do that?
I don't, I just fake it and get after it until I figure it out.

We love you Dad.
We miss you and always will.
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