This is a photo of my dear old Dad after the Thanksgiving festivities in 2008. He is holding Thomas Doman's little girl, and smiling for the first time that day. Dad was really struggling to hang on. He was diagnosed with cancer of the blood; he was undergoing blood transfusions several times a week. Sweet Mom stood by his side through it all. He died on the morning of December 11, 2008 - after my mother prayed for his release from this world. He fought a good fight: major heart surgeries, knee replacements, ruptured appendix, and then the leukemia. All of his children spoke at the funeral and we all found comfort in remembering the father who always had time for us.
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That's Grandpa's smile as I remember it. I sure love him! I'm grateful for all he taught us about loving family and the gospel. And especially that he raised our wonderful mother so well!
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