I love you, Dad.
This was the last picture we got of you.
Where do the years go? Can’t believe it’s been 16 years already!
On November 17th, 1992, my Dad passed away and the girls lost their Grandpa after many years of being sick and suffering.
I’m trying to be real brave right now to be able to write this.
Growing up I was always very close to you.
I remember all of the camping, fishing, and hunting trips. Vacations to Idaho, with you longing to move out of California, it never happened.
I remember family and holiday gatherings in Corning, CA and the annual Simon Family reunions. Listening to everyone talk about when they grew up and living in Kansas before some of you moved out to California.
You worked so hard in your life, long work weeks and long hours and barely got paid anything!
Then you got very ill and the grandkids grew up with you in and out of the hospital. We all got to have you in our lives for another 16 years and you got to see most of the grandkids grow to teenagers.
I wish you could have been hear to see all of your great grandkids, they are quite a bunch!
We’re losing so many family members now and the ones still alive are getting older! The younger generations of the family don’t seem to have the family as a priority in their lives.Wonder how much longer the Simon Family Reunion will survive?
I know you’re watching over all of us, we love and miss you.
Family has always been the most important thing in my life. I enjoy working on our family history to keep the future generations connected to our past. I really need to get back to working on it again.