I remember coming up every summer for a few weeks to spend time with you, grandmom and the rest of our BIG family. My fondest memory was when you and I sat on the couch together, I couldnt have been more than 8 or 9 and we watched Young Frankenstein together. I remember you telling me how much you liked that movie and ofcourse I then fell in love with it. All I can hear is our giggles and all I can see is that beautiful smile of yours that I'll miss always and forever.
xoxo
I know that we did not get to spend as much time as you wanted to, and I wish we had more time together. I found a Japanese Zero airplane model that I was going to send you. I was told that you would love it. Well, I will builted it for you now as a remembrance of you. Now that you are young again and you are with old friends and family, you will always be in my heart, my Great-Grandpop.
Love, Kyle
In our minds eye let’s take a journey! Go back to a rainy day that’s just finished, now, your very young and you have been waiting for the rain to stop for some time now, as the rain finishes you go outside, and you notice that it was a heavy rain because all the ditches and gutters are full of rain water and are flowing quite rapidly.
As adults we don’t or at times forgot that this was actually a time for fun! (Bear with me) Have you ever been outside with your friends and saw leaves being caught up in that current? And usually there’s a race! Everyone gets a leaf (sometimes you can bend them-make them look like a boat) you put them in the current a the same time and let them go (p) and the whole time you and your friends are running along side the current, cheering on your boat, watching as it hits a fast part in the current, maybe complaining as obstacles impede the progress, (funny thing about the obstacles, when any leaf-boat would run a ground anyone in the party could call assist!! And reach down and put the boat back in the race,) you see it wasn’t about who wins (p) it was about the excitement of the journey.
The reason I used this analogy was that to all of us, weather he is Fred, Dad, father, father-in-law, Grandfather or Great grand father and to most, POP-POP and friend, (p) he enjoyed the journey! He has always been a very cautious captain, thinking well in advance in order to prepare for anything that lay ahead as this old worlds currents streamed along, and funny thing! Racing along side of him you could always find his family and friends (p) (p) and when any of us! (p) Any of us! (p) Found ourselves stuck by obstacles or in danger of life’s fast currents, was he not there to call (p) Assist!! In both word and deed! And help us get back in the race!
Right now our captain has anchored! (p) And to quote his son Adam Obst, I’d like to say that my father-in-law, looked a life through a biblical filter, in other words he kept close in mind what almighty God Jehovah and his son Jesus had to say and the direction they gave.
As for now, we can all find comfort in what
(Revelation 21:3-4) has to say. . .“Look! The tent of God is with mankind, and he will reside with them, and they will be his peoples. And God himself will be with them. 4 And he will wipe out every tear from their eyes, and death will be no more, neither will mourning nor outcry nor pain be anymore. The former things have passed away.”
We all still have him in our memory (and what a great gift that is from our heavenly father) because at anytime we can reflect, in any situation, and bring to our memory his face his words and his actions to provide an assist!! And to that end even more so is that our heavenly father has Fred in his memory.
Jack Hardy
Who can forget poppop's infectious laughs, smiles, stories, everything about him. But the one memory that stuck with me is that at Ungle Adam and Aunt Lisa's wedding i was watching a bunch of people dancing, when poppop walks up to me and asked if he could have this dance with is granddaughter. I was more than happy to. But that memory will be with me forever. So keep on dancing. :)
I wanted to share my fondest memory of my father. When I was a very young girl, I used to sit on dad’s bathroom countertop while he was getting ready for work. I had such a fascination with his pompadour and I used to love to watch him create it each morning. He would dip his metal comb in the water and comb his hair pretending like he was in the bathroom all alone. Once he was sure that all of his hair was as wet as needed, then he would look at me, give me his little grin, and with one smooth movement, he would flip his metal comb around backwards and move it slowly across the front of his hair as he used his other hand to push the rest of his hair forward to form the “wave” as I always called it. I remember sitting there with such anticipation, and when he was finally finished, the smile on my face must have made him feel that it was worth being watched.
My father will always have a special place in my heart and my mother will keep his memory alive. May Jehovah keep us all close to him while we continue to remember the love that dad shared with each one of us.
