Colon could spin a yarn longer than almost anybody I ever knew. Half the time you knew he was lying through his teeth, but just in case he wasn’t, you had to keep listening.
Written by Braiden Rex-Johnson on April 5, 2012
Written by Charles Price on April 2, 2012
One Last Conversation with Dad was submitted by my new friend, Charles Price, who co-owns and writes for the Taste of Oregon blog in Eugene, Oregon.
Written by Braiden Rex-Johnson on March 29, 2012
Time waits for no one. Treasure every moment you have.
Written by Braiden Rex-Johnson on March 22, 2012
When it’s my father’s time, I will treasure my memories of him much like I remember the beautiful blossoms on my orchids—memories of a life well lived.
Written by Anonymous on January 16, 2012
If I had the chance I would simply tell them all, “Thank you.”
Written by Renie on December 15, 2011
It was a fabulous, appropriate celebration of life. We danced under the small white tent on artificial grass on July 24, a very, very hot mid-summer day, smiling and glowing with perspiration.
Written by Jill on December 12, 2011
If I could say one more thing to my Dad, I’d say “Thanks for worrying, from day one–when I was a preemie–and all the way to the end.”
Written by Laurie Halladay on November 14, 2011
As I looked at the torn-up lawn, bedraggled drapes at the windows, and an ugly cream-colored paint covering the beautiful varnished wood trim, I tried to remember the shell of a building when it was my home.
Written by Alicia Arter on October 6, 2011
In our family you always said to be nice to you while when you were still kickin’ rather then send flowers to your funeral when it’s too late.
Written by Sheryl Phillips on June 30, 2011
Isn’t this an integrity thing? If you love someone, shouldn’t you honor their wishes?