The next few pages are memories that Karen, Leigh and I wrote, as well as a poem that Karen wrote, and the lyrics to a song very special to me that has really ministered to me in this time of sorrow. I have more things to add, but wanted to at least get these on here.

My father went on to be with the Lord after a long battle with Emphysema caused by years and years of smoking. I would like to take this opportunity to thank Linda Schrader, who was so instrumental in helping both my dad and me come to terms with his illness and find peace in the Lord. She was one of his respiratory therapists in the nursing home that he lived in the last couple months of his life. I feel like she went way beyond the call of duty in ministering to us, and for that I am grateful.

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Sunday, July 31, 2005