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August 30, 2014
I miss you Dad. I think of you when the sun shines, when the moon lights the sky, when the rain feeds the flowers, when the wind blows the the chimes on my front porch and it is peaceful. I think of you all the time. Love you with all my heart
October 31, 2013
Love the photo gallery. Thank you. Susan
October 29, 2013
I think of you everyday. Now there is the joy of memories and feelings of your presence in the beauty of Autumn. The intensity of loss has dulled a bit. Lots of Love,
July 24, 2012
July 23, 2012
I think of Dad so often and try to live up to the example he set for me in his daily life - except for his perpectual running late and determination for perfection. When James says to me, "Time to turn off the tractor lights," it sure hits home because of Dad's habit of working outside, in the dark,way into the night to get a job done on the farm. Miss him so much I can't express the feeling. Susan
December 06, 2010
Dear Jon and Cyndi
I will consider your gift a treasure through the year. You are so kind as always. I visit this site often just reading over all our thoughts about Dad. It's helpful to share the sorrow. Sometimes crushing and other times just a little weight in the heart that we carry around.

It's nice to share Dad's humor too. And so I'll tell this little story. Saturday was my annual tree trimming party which Dad always enjoyed and Mom still does. Now as you might imagine Dad would ordinarily direct this artistic venture in creating the perfect Christmas tree with enthusiasm and commentary. Newbies at the party weren't so sure how to take that direction until they grew to know him a little. But later they loved Dad and his funny ways too. Without the master we did our best on Saturday. It's important that the tree is beautiful. For all who visit so admire the perfect tree. Perhaps they are polite but I'd like to think it's really that special. It proudly stands in my great room much too late because I can't bare to take it down. Last year it was February. Wouldn't you know.... while saying my little prayer this morning about being thankful for having had such a Dad, it became blatantly clear that one ornament on the tree that was entirely out of place! Who would have done that I wondered. I couldn't help myself and I'll be damned if I didn't spend the next hour moving those ornament all around. I sat back down to drink my cold coffee and I'm telling you, I think I heard Dad say "that's better" in a little whisper and I sure know I felt him. What a joy. Love to all and a Happy Holiday.. Lauren
December 05, 2010
Landau Family & Friends - in the spirit of the Holidays and our enduring admiration & love for Vince and family, Cyndi and I have arranged to keep this guest book online indefinitely. Jon & Cyndi
November 29, 2010
Dear Dad, I have been talking about you a lot lately, since it was your idea to use the name "Catch". Many years ago when Chase was born you suggested that if I ever had another boy I should name him Catch. Then I'd have a Catch and a Chase. You always did have such a good sense of humor. Well, you'd be so happy to know I finally did get myself that horse I kept talking about. As you said a few years ago, stop talking about it and do it!!! I'm calling him Catch and having the best time ever :) Lauren has been a part of all this from the start and it's like we're reliving our teens. Recently we road together through some of the most beautiful countryside. Can you believe she trailered her horse, Atlanta, all the way up here to have a sleepover. I couldn't be happier Dad and want you to know. Thanks for so many wonderful memories. Love always, Lisa
March 17, 2010
Dear Vince, It would not be right, not to write to you on your 80th birthday - but I missed it by a day . You know I was thinking about you - yes? Last summer, on your last visit, we were talking about the survival of the soul, as you were trying to fix my puppy's barrette and you said "but I won't know you, so what good will it do me ? " And I said "why don't we wait and see - we are not supposed to know everything before it happens - " and you mumbled something and kept trying to fix the barrette..without success .
The barrette (from Disney World - one of my favorite places) is hanging on the ribbon in the book shelve again . That's all right with me, but it goes against every bone in your body, that you were not able to fix this one inch long thing. Sorry Vince - come by some night when nobody is looking and try some more ! Oh, about the way you cleaned your children's faces by spitting on the corner of a handkerchief , as Susan wrote, you learned that from Grandmother Silex in Tamsel ! It was her favorite way to keep us kids clean ! Love, Ebba
March 16, 2010
Today you would be 80. Not long ago on a warm summer day you and I in the barn. You laughed while telling me that during your tender years you thought 40 was old. You didn't want to grow too old, too feeble. I agreed. How old are you supposed to get anyway? you asked. There is no rule I said. We paused in thought. You were glad to be around because every day had something to offer. You weren't too old or feeble. You never were. You were strong in mind and heart to the end. The courageous leader of our family. Mindful of your roll, you lead by example and we're happy to follow. You still are leading us and others who love you. In our hearts, our daily thoughts and in my morning prayer. That comforting morning ritual by the light of a single candle when I reach for a memory of you to start my day. There are so many and I cherish each.

It's your birthday and we should be talking about which steeplechase race to go to. We'll go, but this time you will be in my heart rather than by my side, admiring what beauty there is in life and in those beautiful horses.

I love you Dad.

March 16, 2010
It's a long and winding road....

I'm blessed to walk it with your love in my heart.

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