I cannot believe it's nearly one full year since Dad left his lifelong home in Kaukauna. His spirit is still notable in every corner of the house and I continue to miss him every day.
His was a life well lived and touched countless people--and projects.
During the spring before his death he was still keeping busy reorganizing his favorite room in his house: his workshop in the basement where all of his beautiful carvings were conceived and created. By the summer he found it too difficult to go up and down the stairs that had been,at the least, a once daily event during all the 60+ years I had the luck and blessing to know and love him.
That was one of his few regrets in life: He hated those physical down sides of aging.
Beyond that, Dad was a living example of how to live your life:
Don't sweat the small stuff; don't spend too much time fretting or lamenting those parts of life you cannot change; work hark within your community to keep it strong, make it better, help your neighbors; beautify your surroundings when and where ever you can; be kind to others; avoid conclusion jumping; keep a sense of humor and, lastly, learn something new every day.
He makes me strive to be a better person, to be more like him as I grow older.
I was so very blessed.