Myron "Bly" Blydenburgh

MY DADDY.... I HAVE ALL THE GOOD ALONG WITH THE BAD. I HAVE THE WALKS IN THE WOODS. THE ENDLESS TALKS OF LIFE. THE LOVE OF CARS.I HAVE THE ABILITY TO LOVE.THE ABILITY TO LAUGH. AND I HAVE THE ABILITY TO WALK AWAY.

GOD, GRANT ME THE SERENITY TO ACCEPT THE THINGS I CAN NOT CHANGE.COURAGE TO CHANGE THE THINGS I CAN AND THE WISDOM TO KNOW THE DIFFERENCE.

I AM WHO I AM BECAUSE OF MY DADDY...

SUSIE

My name is Kenny. I only knew Bly for a few twentyfour hours. I am thankful for the things he shared with me and the opportunity to learn from him. Aho Tunkasila.Wo-Pila Woh Doh.

I am a second cousin to Myron. Haven't seen Myron since 1949 when he was a toddler (I wasn't much more). We both lived in Iowa. That year I moved to Colorado. Like most families these days, we are dispersed and often lose contact with our members or even know who our members are. Most of us are too busy with our everyday concerns to wonder and discover. Now I wonder what it would have been like to have "known" Myron; what did I miss. Perhaps, later, I'll know. God bless him.