Just another post-Korean War medic out on bivouac. You would have been 85 this year with another great-grandson, Jaxon Daniel Mobely. We miss you. Memory Eternal!!

2015

Another year has passed. We all miss your love and sense of humor, although it does pop out now and then in different ways. You have another great-granddaughter, Alexa. She's precious. You would be proud. Memory Eternal. :)

Another Year...

Yesterday, we remembered your birthday. 81 years. A small part still grieves in all of us despite life ploughing along. Memory Eternal, Dad!

Tomorrow would have been your 79th birthday. We all still have an empty spot in our hearts where you were, smoothing the edges and making a little bit of sense of this crazy life. We still love you. Memory Eternal.

Parenthood In Retro

My dad was sick. Seriously. We're talking long-term ICU, call my sister in from out-of-town, daily up and down, "Will he live through THIS night?" sick. Everyone in the immediate family was doing their best to support/manage/cope/not kill each other under the stress. Talk about a microcosm of my family's historical existence all happening during that week and a half. Old roles were being assumed, unwillingly, by all. New ones were being eyed suspiciously, reluctantly, by same.

In the midst of it all, Dad, in his multi-pharmaceutical and disease induced stupor, managed to communicate rather clearly that the previous day had been the 60th anniversary of his and my mother's first date back in Lincoln, Nebraska when this Mid-western local kid noticed the hot new red-headed import from eastern New Mexico and asked her out.

The drama has played itself out and everyone has picked up the reins of their own lives and rejoined life in a parallel universe without Daddy. Despite disagreements and shortcomings real or imagined, he lived the message of 1 Corinthians 13 - and was loved for it.

FJC

October 11, 1933 -- April 22, 2010

Daddy, May Your Memory Be Eternal