(Picture above was taken at Magnolia Pearl's Booth)
Marburger has come and gone. It was an incredible experience.
I loved every minute of it.
I saw old friends, and met new ones.
Thank you for coming to Marburger and hanging out with me.
I love you both!
But in the middle of it all, actually Wednesday evening, I received a call from my older sister, Debbie, that my dad, who has been in a nursing home for the last 5+ years, was probably not going to be with us very much longer.
We were with him until Thursday afternoon, and at approximately 4:30 p.m. he departed this life.
The last couple of days has been difficult, yet peaceful.
You see, my father has had Parkinson's Disease since his late thirties.
He was 77 years old.
Parkinson's is a disease that takes the life out of living. It rules every minute of your every day, and destroys your very being.
It is a hard road to walk.
Like his mother, my grandmother Rosa, and his father, Edmund Sr., my dad was strong, and he chose to never stopped going.
He was a son, a brother, a husband, a father, a grandfather,
and a great-grandfather.
He was a cattleman.
He worked in the cattle business all of his life.
He was a fisherman.
He had a beautiful lake on his property, which he loved.
Yesterday was his wake. He will be buried today.
Dad, we will miss you.
I love you....
Dad at age 20.
Dad's 68th Birthday.
Front Row: Me, Jewel (my stepmother), Dad, Amy (my half sister)
Back Row: Debbie (my sister), Chuck (my half brother) and Carrie (my sister).
(Not shown is my brother Chris).