Peach says

A solitary son
No sisters
No brothers
Him and his parents
Thank God for cousins
He had so much heart
Too much to be alone
Paid his way from 10 years old
Learned how to defend himself through grit and necessity
All his life before his wife, God was preparing him for his job
There would be a woman, young, broken and beautiful who needed him and his love and his patience
Together they would beat the odds and make a life and build a family
They would together discover a stained glass faith, with solemn and steadfast prayer as it’s heartbeat
He was fiercely loyal and tenderly kind
Always forgiving
Always loving
Always kind
He once had a red corvette
Boy, was he fine in that ride!
You never had to wonder where he was
Or what he was doing
He was an open book
And a steady hand
Just a glance and you were corrected, as he gently tugged on his mustache
He was generous and frugal all at the same time
He was old school in every way and we are richer for it
As the years rolled by the world grew alarming
He wanted better for his family but knew he couldn’t stop it
So he prayed
Often three times a day
For the world, for his family, for the Church
He’d forget to eat
But never forget the coffee
His loving nature and nurturing ability caused a crowded, beautiful menagerie of a garden in the back yard. Two green thumbs. Something he inherited from his father
Without him the family cannot be the same
Of course
His was the heart that pumped the blood that fed our hearts
Now we must carry on, each with the parts of him we got
Be steady
Be kind
Pray
Love and forgive
We love, we pray, we endeavor to live in a way that honors him
He couldn’t stay another day
It was time for his reward
We understood the need to go, we do not begrudge the much earned rest
We just wish we could have him for a visit, one more time
One more hug, one more twinkling of an eye, one more slow smile, one more talk, one more walk about the yard
When it’s my turn to come, Daddy O, I hope you put the coffee on for me
It’ll be awhile
A lot left to do