I want to remember it all,
the tone of voice,
the turn of phrase,
the anecdotes
from treasured days.
All of it retains value
of memories born down deep,
a legacy of family leadership,
appreciated,
honored,
missed.
Through danger, toil and humor,
the stories have emerged.
They form the background
of all that I remember,
treasured jewels worth recovering
for the generations to come.
I want to remember.
I want to pass them on.
I miss you, Dad.
See you soon.
18 August 2007 by Glen Alan Woods
In Memory of my Dad, Kenneth R. Woods (16 March 1934 - 14 August 2007)
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