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Lee, from South Texas
Down On The Rio Grande

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Playing For JESUS,LC. WILLIAMS U12, SHO-BUD PRO1,CARVIN TL60

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My Website..... www.cmedic.net/~almarcus/

I lost my father 2 years ago to lung cancer, after an almost 2 year fight. I just turned 50.

My father waited for hours for me, before he would let go. He died holding my hand.

The only thing that got me through it, was I said a prayer and asked God for help, and he gave it to me. I'll say a prayer that He will do that for you also.

Best wishes to you and your family.

[This message was edited by Tom Diemer on 04 October 2003 at 09:19 PM.]

We were all so happy that he died before the pain set in. He was taking some very mild pain pills and never reached the point where he needed any heavy narcotics. Our pastor visited with Dad a couple of times a week for the past few months. He said Dad was at peace and ready to go whenever the call came. Mom is doing great and our worldly lives continue.

Thanks again for your support.

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Lee, from South Texas
Down On The Rio Grande

A belated reply.

Sorry...but, I haven't been on the Forum for about 9 days, or so. Was in the process, of moving into my new home (about 2 miles away). Anyway...

Very sorry, to hear of your loss. I lost BOTH of my parents, earlier this year (4 weeks apart, to the day). So, I unfortunately...can relate. Hang in their, the best you can. I know, it's tough!

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David "DJ" Rupert

1995 Mullen D-10
Nashville 400 Amp
Goodrich Volume Pedal
Boss Effects Pedal Board

"Music. Without it, life itself...would be impossible."

Peace.

www.johnbarnold.com/rupert

I'm still missing him, but we do get together in my dreams.

"God saw he was getting tired, and a cure was not to be.
So he put his arms around him and whispered

"Come with me."

With tearful eyes we watched him suffer

and saw him fade away.

Although we loved him dearly,

We could not make him stay.

A golden heart stopped beating,

Hardworking hands to rest;

God broke our hearts to prove to us

He only takes the best"

The time to prepare is helpful, but never ever enough.
You have at least had a good 50 years together.

My dad passed away 28 years ago from the same thing, I had the 2-3 years warning too,
enough to quit smoking well before,
but it was never enough, and at 18 I didn't have close to the time you have had, or maturity either.
x
And even with that it will still feel like a brick in the head some mornings... but you will get on.

? My dad, 28 years later I still miss him.

Something tells me that they are all looking down at us, enjoying the heck out of watching us all get sentimental!

[This message was edited by Jim Marconi on 04 October 2004 at 08:21 PM.]

" I Am Not Here "

Don't stand by my grave and weep,
For I am not there, I do not sleep;
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond's glint on snow;
I am the sunlight on an autumn grain,
I am the gentle summer's rain.

When you awaken in the morning's rush,
I am the swift uplifting rush;
Of quiet birds in circle flight,
I am the soft stars that shine at night;
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.

I hope that this poem will be of some confort to you and your Family during this trying time in your lives.

Gregg Thacker

All my sympathies are with you. What a hard time, such a big loss. A friend of mine just lost his dad only days ago. It's hard to see him go through it.

My dad died in '79. I'd moved across the country to CA a year prior. Dad hit a med crisis and passed before I got there. He was an outstanding musician and I only wish he could have seen and commented on the musical involvements I've had since then (including steel). Now my mom is in her 80s and growing more frail. Her day will come, too, and I know it will be very hard to take. A door closing, a voice gone silent, no way to share in each other's lives anymore, a source of wisdom and a crucial connection to the past gone. It's so final. I have this helpless feeling of anticipation. I started a ritual of calling her every Sunday (still across the country) a couple years back to try and make up for the distance and to hang on to what time is left. But someday those calls will end. The void will be immense.

Oops, I didn't mean to sound glum. I just wanted to say that I understand.

Thank God for moms and dads.

Thank God for good Dads!

Peace,

We have never met, but through the forum, I feel like I know you. I hope my thoughts add comfort.

I lost my dad a few years ago, and like you and your dad, we were very close. Dad did all the great dad things like great dads do, but our real connection was the music. I started playing in Dad's band when I was about 15.

For many years, one of us would see something on tv and call the other to tune in. For several years after his passing, I couldn't tell you how many times I reached for the phone.

Lee, I guess my point in telling you this is to assure you that time heals. No, you never forget, but in time, your thoughts of your dad will bring you great pleasure. I played drums at Steve Leonard's great show in Bristol yesterday and with great pleasure thought of Dad many, many times.

Hope to see you at one of the shows some day. God bless you and your family.