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<\/a><\/center><\/p>\nOn February 13, 2013 at 1:30am, Ash Wednesday, my dad passed away from pneumonia. He was 87. He was a vet of two wars, a chemist, Scoutmaster, in town government, the church, and the best dad. <\/p>\n
He was the real Incred.<\/p>\n
The following is the eulogy that I wrote for the minister to read;<\/p>\n
Eulogy<\/p>\n
Thank you all. It has been a tough couple of years with his brilliant mind slowly
\ndimming. My emotions are just under the surface, and the little things will put a tear in
\nthe eye. I just know I wouldn’t be able to see these words let alone be able to say them.
\nAmazing Grace on the bagpipes will just kill me. But I really want to be positive because
\nhe really is a great dad.<\/p>\n
Everyone knows him by the volunteer work he has done. From the Boy Scouts, Masons, town
\nboards, and church committees. He also was the president of the Arthur D. Little Credit
\nUnion for ten years, and helped the credit union go through some tough times while going
\npublic. All this was from someone who didn’t have any financial schooling.<\/p>\n
With all this extra volunteering you would think there wasn’t much time for family life,
\nwell maybe not with the dishes \ud83d\ude09 but we did hikes, canoeing, and camping. A lot of the
\nway my dad is, is because of scouting. He was a Scoutmaster for several years before I
\nwas born so it just seemed natural for me to be a scout also, but long before that, I had
\nmy first hike when I was four. We climbed Mount Moosilauke, but I was too tired to climb
\nall the way down. He ended up punching out a couple holes in his backpack to put my legs
\nthrough, and carry me the rest of the way down. It wasn’t long after that we climbed
\nOsceola, and kept on going. We eventually climbed all 48 peaks in the NH 4000 footer
\nclub, and also in Baxter State Park. While I was in scouts he canoed twice in the
\nMatagamon High Adventure area. We canoed both lakes and rivers for a week while bringing
\nall our gear to campout each night. Which, in later years, led to canoeing\/ camping trips
\non the Rio Grande, and the San Juan rivers for a week each. <\/p>\n
A lot of the hiking trips we would stay at mountain huts to make a couple of days of it.
\nWe did a number of Fourth of July hut\/hikes to celebrate a neighbor’s birthday until
\nthe popularity of staying at a hut grew too great. Later years we would spend a couple of
\ndays before Christmas eve at Pinkham Notch to do some winter hiking because for some
\nreason the place was empty. Even in his early eighties we would climb the Mt. Washington
\nauto road, and his last hike he got to the head wall in Tuckerman’s ravine. As a few
\nmembers of the hiking group started getting gray on top they became known as the Gray
\nScouts, and Gordon made up Native American names for the members. Except dad who
\nhe referred to as Old Grizz. <\/p>\n
Vacations were limited to going down home to Canada while he was working, but we still
\nexplored the Maritime Providences. After he retired there was more time to go and see
\nother parts of the country. The canoe trips out west were part of them, but moms idea of
\nrunning water comes from a motel room \ud83d\ude09 So we, and some with mom and dad alone, went to a
\nlot of national parks out west and in Canada. A highlight vacation was a walking trip
\nalong the Cornish coast. Dad and I spent a week seeing tin mines, fishing villages, and
\ngreat scenery while staying at a bed and breakfast. Later we traveled to London for more
\nsightseeing, and to Leeds to see the the church where his mothers parents were married.<\/p>\n
How do you sum up a persons life in a few paragraphs? I could go on with stories, and
\naccomplishments. I just hope he has been able to be part of your life in some small way
\nbecause he meant the world to me.<\/p>\n
A friend of mine sent me a poem the other day that I would like to share.<\/p>\n
His Journeys Just Begun<\/p>\n
Don’t think of him as gone away,
\nHis journeys just begun,
\nLife holds so many facets,
\nThis earth is only one.<\/p>\n
Just think of him as resting,
\nFrom the sorrows and the tears,
\nIn a place of warmth and comfort,
\nWhere there are no days and years.<\/p>\n
Think how he must be wishing
\nThat we could know today
\nHow nothing but our sadness
\nCould really pass away.<\/p>\n
And think of him as living
\nIn the hearts of those he touched…
\nFor nothing is ever lost,
\nAnd he was loved so much.<\/p>\n
Ellen Brenneman<\/p>\n
After the funeral I took some pictures of Myfanwy with a couple of roses from the service, and dad’s picture from the cover of the program. While I was at it I took some more with Myffy crossing her legs. I just couldn’t help myself \ud83d\ude09 Here is the post to my dad at ODC; http:\/\/ourdollcommunity.com\/forum\/index.php?topic=4716.0<\/p>\n
Be Well.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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