After our training in Provo, Sandy and I returned to Meridian on Friday evening. Since I knew that my father had quit eating that week, we stopped by the Idaho Veterans Home to make a visit. God blessed us with an opportunity to sit, contemplate, cry a bit, and share our thoughts while he was resting comfortably. It was a merciful gesture for God to allow us this experience and we express our gratitude to him. Those who attended him from the VA were always caring and professional and we are appreciative for the respect that they gave us and my father over the time he was there.
The following morning we were informed of his passing. He is with his wife now, Realla (pronounced ree'-la), who preceded him some 7 years ago. What a joyful reunion that must have been. I can see her calling him just as she did from the back deck of the house while he was out working on the farm. "Who-hooo, Beerrnaard - over hear", and he would respond. I was certainly blessed by goodly parents who loved, cared, provided, nurtured, and appreciated me. I will miss my father as I have missed my mother following her departure. This week we will focus on his funeral services and grave side memorial.
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