THINKING OF YOU….

I thought of you today… I found myself, reminiscing about you….

I miss you., your smiling face,  Your warm embrace…

A look you could give, without words,

that always told me, you were happy to  see me ,

when I walked through the door…

I miss you soooooooooooo much, more than you could ever know…so many wonderful memories,

that live inside my heart…

And I’m thankful for each and every-one,

that takes me back to yesterday with you…

So many things you taught me, by just being you…

Just by watching and  listening ,,,

I found a heart so big, so caring, and loving…

What a wonderful and beautiful legacy

You gave to me……to us all……..for us to have forever,

To live on , inside our hearts………..the memory of you,

Our dad, your legacy of love…

I love you and miss you every-day,

love chrissy

this was one of mom and dad's songs that they lked and mom would sing it and dad would play the song....these songs bring back good memories..........posted by crissy..

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this picture was always in his room , and hung up so he could see his family...

IF

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream---and not make dreams your master;
If you can think---and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:.
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings---nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And---which is more---you'll be a Man, my son!

Rudyard Kipling

With our love, always and forever,

Tom, Kandy, Chad, Ryan, Jess, Noah, Grace and Luke Axling      

REFLECTIONS,,,,
HIS REFLECTION SHOWED A DIFFERENT FACE...
HE WAS YOUNGER, THAN TODAY..
THE LINES I SAW ON HIS FACE, WERE LIKE LINES ON PAPER ,
WAITING FOR HIS STORY TO BE TOLD..
AND AS ONE LINE ENDED , A NEW ONE BEGAN
THERE WAS SO MUCH I NEVER KNEW ABOUT HIM...
HE KNEW EXACTLY WHERE HE WAS
AND WHO HE WAS......HE SAT THERE VERY
DIGNIFIED ...PROUD..A RESPECTED MAN...
A GENTLE MAN.... CARING ...LOVING,
WISE AND VERY COMPASSIONATE...HIS
NAME WAS BILL TO SOME WHO CAME TO
SEE HIM........SOMETIMES HE WAS WILBUR
STARTING OUT IN THE WORLD...EVEN YOUNGER
HE CALLED HIMSELF WILLIE...FOR ME HE CALLED
HIMSELF DAD...AND HE SEEMED TO ALWAYS
FIGURE OUT WHO I AM...HE CALLED OUT TO MY
SON, CALLING HIS NAME , I KNEW GRANDPA HAD
COME HOME FOR CHRISTMAS.........SOMETIMES
(HE WAS LOST ,,AND HIS expression'S TOLD IT ALL...
THOSE TIMES WERE THE HARDEST TO HOLD BACK THE TEARS..
,,BUT MOST OF THE TIME, HE WAS FOUND)...IT DIDN'T MATTER WHERE HE
WAS IN HIS LIFE...FOR ME I KNEW, WHERE I COULD FIND HIM...A PLACE WHERE HE ALWAYS STAYS , HERE IN MY HEART...
written by dad's daughter

love crissy

February 05, 2013

Dear Grandpa,

We wish we could be there with all of you to honour you today. You made an impact in our lives even though we did not see each other all of the time. We always seemed to keep in contact with each other! You never missed sending us funny birthday cards, Christmas cards or talking to us.

You are a man our Mom has talked very highly of with great love and respect.

Thank you for your service as a U.S. Marine, Grandpa, we’re all so proud of you! A huge hug to you from us!

When we went to visit you in your home you always made us feel right at home and special. We loved being at your place and you showing us the cool stuff you had from WWII, and your train set. We would watch you put on your train hat and say, “All Aboard!” We would all play with that train set for hours!

We remember going for rides with you on your motorcycle all the time and feeling like the top of the world with you, Grandpa.

Your smile we’ve never forgotten. It always filled us and our family with so much love. Your genuine nature made someone feel valued because you’re so loving, Grandpa!

We enjoyed your musical talent, Grandpa, listening to you play the keyboard, accordion, and violin.

We loved your sense of humour, too! We enjoyed looking for and buying the funny gag gifts we always sent you. You always told us you enjoyed them.

Chad says, “I do magic tricks because of your influence of magic, Grandpa. I remember when you visited us in Canada you showed us the fun of magic! You will always be magic in my life, Grandpa!”

We will always love you and miss you very much. Until we meet again, Grandpa, always know how much we treasured and loved you!

Your Grandsons, Chad and Ryan

TIME TO SAY GOOD-BYE
I held your hand for the last time……….
Cried  about you, because
I know I’m going to miss you
Ever so much….
I don’t know what I’ll do
without you, …and
Your wonderful smile……
My world seems, darker,
and gloomy…
Now, I’m standing here,
looking at an empty
Room……..
left to feel  the weight.
from all the tears,
That are falling,
Its raining
in my heart…
I couldn’t stop
the tears…
Wish I could of known.
how to say
Good-bye without crying…
Lord knows
I was trying,
To say the
Words inside
My heart…
To let go,
Was more than
I couldi, ever imagine..
Yet I know there’s
A place waiting for you
Loved ones are there
waiting for you,
To come home
Your home in heaven..
Time to say good-bye..
One more time
Without tears……..

I love you dad...

love chrissy

THE DISAPEARING DAY
The clock the hour, the time of day
Words unsaid, the silence within…
Misplaced memories, cast aside
Hidden in a distant cove…
What became of yesterday,
found him drifting along a endless shore …
The wind, the sand, his time at hand
What became of this man inside…
Footprints washed away,
The waves had stolen all traces
Of yesterdays traveled paths…
The tide came rolling in faster
as each day passed,
He grew weary, with each step taken
the undertow grew stronger,
As he grew weaker…
He looked towards the sea
knowing, what would come to be,
his final day of rest
along the shore, with the waves, wind,
and the sand, in harmony, as he
became one with the sea…
By rc

One Last Time
I know you hear my words….
even know I’m there,
You’ve climbed aboard a sail less ship ,
a sun less sky and you stand there,
wondering why, there isn’t a reason why,
you can’t recall, a journey once traveled …
He looked up at the stars,
they once told a story , but not today…
Everything seemed gray ,
the evening came once again,
the moon  looked a darker gray,
the lights grew dimmer …
the world felt older the sky grew darker………….
it was colder ,
the night became resting place for those who lost there way…
I came to know this troubled soul
much more than ever before…
he never knew me in this world of his,
or if he did he never told me….
but how I longed for him to hold me…..,
I wished I could of told him, I was lost to…
and just wanted to be his little girl,
with him holding me,
and me holding onto my hero,
one last time………….
by crissy

I love you Dad

Our dad…….
Is sooooooo special to me…….He’s an amazing man……He’s taught  me so much…Patient, kindness, respect, honesty and most of all to love unconditionally……He’s a quiet man, a great listener , and he‘s always ready to helpIn what ever way he can……and would give
the shirt off his back if you needed it. He has a heart of gold…..he’s done a lot for all of us…
He’s my hero……he never gives up a fighter all the way when it comes to getting well , he went through three surgeries at 88 years old  on his elbow in 2008 the worst break the doctor had seen in 20 years. His ability to stand tall, inspires me…
There will never be enough words to say or enough ways to show how much I love you and how proud I am to be able to call you dad… I wish I could give you a hundred gifts of thanks in return for all you have done for me, and I hope you always know how much you mean to me… I love you with all my Heart and I’m so grateful you’re my dad..

2011
                                                                 Love  always chrissy

This man ………

This man before me, who sits beside me
He’s my dad.
Who cared for me when I was small ,
Read bedtime stories..
And kissed me good night
He’s picked me up when I fell down
He was there for me,
I always knew I was safe
For he’d always be there to save me
He taught have hope, and faith
To believe in yourself
Forgive others……
To reach for the stars
To never give up..
He believed in me…….
I would be blessed with love in my heart.
Love he gave to me.
And now I’m hear,,
To help him………
To go that extra mile.
And maybe even make him smile
Written for my dad
2010

from justin hodo
I remember the bike rides me and my brother had with Grandpa Bill Whengren.Me and my brother learned lot about life from my Grandpa Bill Whengren how to be loving and forgiving person and a giving person my Grandpa had the heart of a true Christian.My Grandfather had a very good sense of humor he made me brother laugh. We had a lot of happy memories of birthdays and holidays with our grandfather.We love you Grandpa rest in peace in heaven.

Paula Fisher U. Bill you will be missed, but I'm so thankful of all the childhood memories I have of you and A. Mary. You introduced me to musical instruments and encouraged me to start playing the clairnet in school. I'm sad that you wont be with us, but i'm reminded by my oldest that you are dancing with your one true love and that you are surrounded by loves that have been waiting for you. Give A. Mary and mom and dad a kiss and hug for me. Love you Paula
January 29 at 1:24pm via mobile ·

from josh hodo
My grandfather passed away today near the same time as I found out we were having a baby boy. My Grandfather was my hero as a boy and always made sure my brother and I had fun. It seems like almost every summer was spent at my grandparents at least 3 days a week. Thankfully I was able to introduce him to my family via Skype 2 days ago to meet the little boy and the woman that has stollen my heart. Grandpa your memory will always remain with me and hopefully someday I'll be able to be as good of man to my grandchildren as you were to me.

Wilbur was visiting us, after my dad Otto Mattner passed away. We took him to the cemetery here in Kenosha, to visit his mother Natalie Wengren's grave. She was buried next to his grandma, and grandpa, Gustave, and Fredericka Mattner. We had driven into the cemetery with our Van. We had also taken our beloved dog, Shadow with us in the Van. After visiting the graves, we couldn't get our Van to start up. We called a cab from the cemetery to pick us up to take us all home. I had to tell the cab company to pick us up in the cemetery, as our Van had died. The story sounded made up, I am sure, but the cab driver did pick my husband Casey, Wilbur, and our dog Shadow up, and drove us to our house. I will  always remember that story. Ellen Sagan, Wilbur's cousin.