I called my dad my punky wunky woo from the time I was a very little girl. I miss him so much. He loved mom, me and my brother, his two grandaughters, his grandson, his brothers, sisters, nieces and nephews, his mom & dad, all of his family and friends more than he could ever exress. Dad was a kind hearted man always there when you needed him. I know he is in Heaven with mom. He always talked about the day he would be. He loved mom so much. It broke his heart when she passed away before him. He often talked to me about the day many hours before  she passed away how he held her in his arms with her holding him in her arms and how she just fell into his arms after they told each other how much they loved each other. Dad said he knew then that they had said goodbye. Dad would tear up and try not to cry but I could see the pain.

When they got married in Metatmora IN, dad had to leave for the service two days later for 18 months. He was in the Korean War. Mom stayed with her brother Bobby Wilson and his wife Dora in Old Metamora. After he returned home they lived on Main Street in Brookville had me then moved to US 52 just outside of Metamora. My dad, his mom, dad and brothers played a lot of music and sang while we lived here. We would go to their house or they came to ours. We had a lot of early childhood memories with our family because the Cornett family was so talented and enjoyed getting together. They had Gary while living there in 1961. We then moved to Dallas Texas dad wanted to get a better job and more of an education. We then moved back to Indiana and bought a house in Connersville IN. Dad started a refrigeration business called "Cornett Refrigeration" out of his garage while working a D & M. Mom worked at Philco Ford. After a couple of years dad had established himself as the owner of a qualified, honest and  reliable business owner and moved his business to Western Ave. in Connersville. We were so proud of him.  I can remember as a young girl before dad had started hiring secretaires the phone rang at home and in his office. We all learned to listen to the problems of dad's potential customers (sometimes it was difficult to write down the message since me and my brother were so young) but we managed and dad did not complain. If he did it must have been in a nice way, that was dad. After many years dad sold his business and went to work at Visteon (Ford Electronics back then). Mom had since quit working there due to her health. He worked 12 hr days 7 days a week. They had there routine of life down....mom always having his meals, laundry or whatever he needed from home taken care of while dad worked all of those hours. She did things for him and he did things for her..... they were a true couple.  My brother, his family and me and my family would go down almost every weekend to see them. We would have a big dinner that mom had cooked or dad would grill the BEST steaks ever. We loved those times with them. Those are times that they also cherished, they enjoyed and loved all of us being there with them. Dad retired from Visteon in 1996. Him and mom got to do some traveling with his brother Lee, his wife Wanda and his brother Denver along with his wife Barb. They had a blast often talking about it.  Dad and mom loved being together watching tv or dad would go out into his swing for awile to warm up since mom kept the house so cold.

He had so many friends, so many people that he knew. He never forgot anyone. When he had his stroke on September 30, 2003 it was so hard for us to was him fight so hard to live and overcome what had happend. There were times in the beginning we did not know if he would make it. We were all heartbroken. Mom was so scared. She kept saying she just wanted to get him home so her and him could sit beside each other again. She was so afraid he would not get to go home. But he did after months of therapy he was finally able to go home. In June of 2004 he got his drivers license back. He was so excited. I can still remember the smile on his face it was like he had made it back from that horrible thing that had happend to him. Dad was not the same, I don't think anyone is totally back to what they once were after suffering a stroke, but we accepted what he had become and spiritually he was stronger then ever before. He felt that he had seen God and God told him he was going to be ok. I truly believe he did see God and God did not take him on that earlier date for a reason. Mom went to Heaven not soon after they got to go home and be together. She passed January 5, 2005. Dad was never the same. He tried to be so strong and get through it but he deteriorated mentally. I think in a way he lost some of his spunk and spirit when mom passed. He tried so hard because of us to be the best that he could but he just could not. He tried to be so strong for us like he had always been. Dad passed of another stroke...worse then the first one on September 14, 2008 almost 5 years to the day from his first stroke. Dad often mentioned to me that the doctors said if you pass the 5 year mark from the time of your stroke you are doing great and may not have another stroke. He often thought of that 5 year date. God needed him I am sure and I know that my dad did not need to suffer any more then he already had. He was so strong and such a fighter but he was called to Heaven for Eternity..... Dad was ready.

Dad and mom loved being together just spending time watching TV. They would each sit in their lazy boys dad would  use his aphgan that mom had made him usually covering up all the way up to his chin and going to sleep.

Dad and mom were a blessing to have as parents and our children to have them as grandparents we were so lucky to have them. That is why it is so hard when to not have them with us now. The last few years have had an empty spot that can not be filled with them but with their memories. I miss hearing dad say my name or laugh when I call him my "punky wunky woo".