I always think of my father in law around Thanksgiving. His birthday is today and sometimes it would fall right on Thanksgiving. He was a gruff, kind man. He would give you the shirt off his back. Troy told me that his dad had hit a pedestrian with his car and the man had died when Troy was younger. He never mentioned it and I never asked him about it. The thanksgiving he passed was a sad one. I was at the house when Ruby was cooking our Thanksgiving dinner. He had fallen out of bed and things weren’t looking good. He had lost both of his legs several years back. I was so afraid he would pass without knowing how much I loved him. Ruby was in the kitchen and I went and sat on the bed next to him and told him how much I loved him. I’m so glad he knew that before he passed. I miss him, I always will. So thankful he was a part of my life. I always felt like a daughter to him cause that’s how he treated me. He had a sad time growing up, maybe that’s what made him so gruff. But I know deep down he was such a kind giving man. Thank you John for all you did for me. I’ll never forget it. What a difference you made in my life.
Jane is a Widow 