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Leave a tributeWe are all remembering you today as a family....think you would have liked knowing this. Love you and miss you so much
your loving daughter,
Lori
I don't really need a "day" to remember you, but today this is “the day. You would often tell me that even though it has its place, wealth, prominence and status are all fleeting, and it is how a person is thought of, “held up” and remembered is what makes them rich. Their “footprints”, their legacy, they leave behind in regards to this world. You taught me to live in the world, but not to let the world dictate, consume or destroy the path of my heart and soul. This guidance comes from the one above and when you were on this earth, from you. My wonderful Jerry continues to take good care of me, guide and gently direct, a wonderful husband. I know he misses you too. We both miss you so much. I am hoping for a better year with my work. But feel and sense you know this all ready. I often think and wonder, how a child, person can understand the love of “the Father” if they never experienced the love of a father. The one thing you always gave me was your great love. You taught me to be brave and to have courage, to face each day with new hope. You taught me to laugh and smile even on the days you don’t feel like it, because life is too short to worry and fuss over the small stuff, and “it’s all small stuff”. No more valued gift could have been given to a daughter from her father. You still and always will be so loved and missed, but I also know you are in a good place. I love you, daddy.
Remembering all the Christmas' we had together and on this day December 24th, Christmas eve, this used to be "our day". We would get up early and go shopping for Mama. I would have the secret list of things I had heard her mention over the past year and you would add your own touch to it and a few surprises too. Then we would go get breakfast somewhere and just enjoy the day. Love you, Daddy, and missing you, but remembering the joy of this day we shared for many years!
your daughter,
Lori
August 4th would have been you and Mom's 59th anniversary. Thinking of you always and holding Mom in my heart. Love you and miss you. Lori
Bill was my daughter's father-in-law. I can say without a doubt that Bill and Ginny Langston were the best in-laws that a girl could ever hope for, or have. He loved my daughter Kym, as though she was his own child. They joked, they sang, they had good times, they shared many laughs, and I expect maybe some tears, as well.
Bill and Ginny always invited me to participate in their family times if I was in Florida for any holiday or special occasion. They visited in my home in North Carolina many times and sometimes when I was not even there. LOL
All a mother could ever ask for is for her daughter to have kind, loving, in-laws and Kym had the best!!
Pat Maier
You made my life happy - so I love you for that.
You made the world smile - we all love you for that.
Rest in Peace - always and in God's Love.
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We are all remembering you today as a family....think you would have liked knowing this. Love you and miss you so much
your loving daughter,
Lori
The Birthday cake
Birthday cakes are always a symbol of celebration. A yummy, delightful, editable, complete- with- frosting and candle glowing symbol of a “birth” day.
We all have our favorite kind of cake. And growing up in our house we knew without question what kind of birthday cake to make for my father. Yellow cake with chocolate fudge frosting and it had to be cold! In other words, after the cake was baked and frosted it had to be put in the refrigerator to get cold and extra “fudgy” with the frosting.
Now some may be going “e-yew!” cold cake, but what you don’t understand is my father was born in July, in the south! You could not leave out a cake in the south during the time he grew up because if would melt, no AC during those days. In fact the story he would share with us is that on the day his Mama or sister would bake his birthday cake he would sneak into the kitchen and deliberately slam the oven door so the cake would sink in the middle. This meant extra frosting to fill in the “sink hole” the loud intrusion would make upon the cake while baking.
Many a yellow cake with fudge frosting was made over the 79 years of my father’s life, but one in particular is a bitter sweet moment in the timeline. My child who dearly loved her Papa could not make the memorial service. But, instead of being “boo- hoo” that day, he reached back for a special memory, a time of celebration from childhood and specials days; celebration with Papa, birthday celebrations. He chose, that day to make a cake, a special cake, Papa’s favorite cake: Yellow cake with chocolate fudge frosting. I find this to be very befitting for who someone passes, yes, it is a sad time for those left to carry on, but it is also a celebration of a life well lived.
A special day each year
A special memory about my father.
A special memory about my father.
Each year, since I can remember , we would spend Christmas eve shopping for Mom. My dad would always have off the 24th of December and he and I would get up early that day. He had the "list" and I had the "secret one" I had made because I was my Dad's "elf”. and would listen and watch my Mom to gain ideas of what she wanted for Christmas.
Later, after all the dashing and running around to the shops, we would then have a nice lunch. Always at a very nice restaurant, the kind where they had the foil wrapped mints after your meal. We would recount the day and double check our lists and treasures we found together. It was also our time to catch up with each other with no major distractions. Our special day I could look forward to each year. Just me and my daddy.
It was not the shopping or the “stuff" that made the day. But, for me was seeing the joy in my father's eyes and his laughter as he found the perfect gift for his lovely bride of 58 years. Just being with him that day each year and enjoying our time together.
Even years later, after I went away for college and moved away from home if I was fortunate to be home for the holidays, Dad and I would still enjoy this special tradition.
Daddy,
It has been a week ago today, we all said "good bye" to you and celebrated your life with all our family and friends. I miss you so much, but memories such as these will always make me smile and laugh and still feel your "hugs".
I love you daddy,
Your "little girl"
Lori