My Papa passed away on Sunday evening. He has always been a fighter, and didn't take the easy way out of this world. He tried to hold on as long as he could, but finally left this world behind at about 6:30 pm. It's strange how you can try to prepare yourself for the death of a loved one, but it never makes it any easier. I am comforted to know that he is no longer suffering, that his knees no longer hurt, and that he was able to hold his son (my uncle Steve) in his arms again. The gospel is a great comfort at a time liek this, knowing that we will see our loved ones again. But it doesn't make the heartache any less real.
There have been so many memories flooding into my mind in the last 24 hours, I can't help but smile. He was a definite character. No one played Atari Pac-Man quite like him. And the words he used instead of cursing, still make me smile- such as diddly-poop. I am grateful for the time I got to serve him, and the many memories I have of him. He loved his family and we all loved him back. He will truly be missed by all.
His funeral is going to be held at the Lorenzi Chapel on Monday, April 23rd. The viewing will be from 9:00-10:45 with the funeral starting at 11. He will be laid to rest at the Veterans Memorial Cemetery in Boulder City.
