Feb. 3, 1935 - Nov. 28, 2017

Most people think their father was the best in the world, and my father was the world to me, too.

Dad taught me and my sisters the meaning of fun, honesty, respectfulness, good morals, ethics, work habits and that complaining gets you nowhere. He always worked two jobs, yet he found time to take us sledding and skating in the winter or camping in the summer. Dad made sure we all had fun and we gained memories we wouldn’t trade for the world.

Dad was a do-it-yourself kind of guy. He did his own projects and would help anyone needing it. When I was a young, I was his assistant. He was the best role model. Later, with family and home of my own, my own projects were endless. Yet, Dad was by my side, working endlessly and never complaining. I will always love the memories we made working together.

After Dad was diagnosed with Parkinson’s disease, he could no longer work with his hands and help others as he wanted and loved to, but through it all, he didn’t complain once. His body had given out but his mind was still sharp. He reminisced and smiled about the good memories all the way to the end.

I miss him, but am comforted knowing I will see him again one day.

Submitted by his son, David E. Meyer