If my father were living today he would be 105. This post is a tribute to him and the life he enjoyed. We children all called him Pop. He loved people and never knew a stranger. One of his favorite things was working in the garden. This photo shows him helping me dig my potatoes back in the early 1970. He died at the age of seventy. That seems very early to me, especially since I will turn seventy next month. He was a joy to all who knew him. He always tried to encourage and inspire others. He was a minister and pastor almost all of his life. We all miss him greatly. He has not been forgotten!
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
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Thank you for sharing this lovely tribute to your father, Dwight. It reminds me of my own dad who would have been 88 at the end of this month. He would talk to everybody and anybody, always quite chatty and friendly. He is also missed greatly, but never forgotten.
Best wishes, Pete
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Thanks Pete! You never quite get over losing your father. Still wish he was still here to talk to 35 years later!
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35 years is indeed a long time, Dwight! Sometimes I wonder whether the more years that pass the more I miss him, and my Mom. My Dad has has been gone 6 years now, my Mom coming up to 9, and I will probably still have the same wish you have in decades to come.
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I believe you are right.
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Beautiful tribute to a very handsome man. You have his smile Dwight! 🙂 I think the older we get the more melancholy we become. Enjoyed reading it!
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Thanks Kym! Others have told me the same thing. We need to stop and remember from time to time.
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