march 4th, 1930 -- october 22nd, 1997
RIP Ron Lown.
I miss my father. he died 10 years ago today. he was only 67. that's way too young. he was a really good man -- not a perfect man, but a really damn good man!
he was the most powerful influence in my life and I credit him with helping me develop into who I am today. thank you, dad! I love you!
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posted by Lorri Lee Lown -- velogirl @ 10/22/2007 09:14:00 PM
15 Comments:
*Sigh*. October's a hard month, I think.
My condolences.
My condolences. You seem to have been very close with your father. My father passed away in 2000 and I still miss him very much. I have great memories of him and see him in my dreams quite often.
btw- thanks for your comments on my blog. I posted answer to one of your questions..."what's your story." Hope it explains.
Take care.
Good things never last long enough:)
Are you the little cowgirl or the big cowgirl?
Very odd: my dad and your dad had almost the same lifespan. He was born
March 4th 1929 and died October 15th, 1997...again too young.
he too was a powerful influence on me.
here's to our dads.
sounds like he lived a full life and you are continuing to do the same...it's a good day :-)
Those are great pictures!
I can really see the resemblance with your dad. What a beautiful couple...
Fall is definitely hard. Everyone I know who's died has died between October and January. And, of course, you have all those dratted holidays in there, too.
Chris, I'm the little cowgirl. We were actually called the Wranglers Drum and Baton Corps.
Trebone, amazing story. Congratulations!
Marscat, my thoughts are with you right now as well. Yes, very odd.
Flandria, thank you!
Petit, yes, I totally look like my dad. Most folks don't pick that up.
where did you grow up, btw?
upstate NY -- doesn't that explain a lot about me?
Powerful post Lorri, but Dads are powerful figures in most lives. As I get a little older my view of my dad (he too died early at 66) has gotten on one hand simpler, meaning I “get” him more than when I was younger, and more complex probably because I now see him for the great, flawed person he was. But mostly I miss his voice.
it says you probably don't like the cold...i think.
we were east coast...Mass.
I can't imagine the ache of losing my father. I'm sorry you had to experience it so soon.
*hug*
*sigh* indeed. My father passed away in early November. He was only 55, I was only 18 and was a Daddy's girl. He was also far from perfect, but I lived for my dad's approval and basked in his adoration and "protectorship". I don't think I have ever truly gotten over his early death.
i'm not into spring for the same reason...interesting how there are those lasting things...it's nice to remember your dad with those photos...
Thanks for sharing the photos of your dad. I know he meant a lot to you. I think dads and little girls have a special bond that never goes away. I think all of us who have good (even if not perfect) dads have much to be thankful for. A good dad is a blessing - even if they are not with us as long as we'd like.
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