I was told this story about my dad by our neighbor, who lived in the log cabin house right next door to my Dad's house.
"One day I came home and I smelled gas. I knew that the fuel people came and filled our tank. But I was worried about the smell. So, I got my portable phone, went out onto the porch and called Dick. After explaining to him he decides to come over. I tried to have him just explain what to do over the phone but he insisted on coming over. Shortly after I hung up, Dick come slowly walking over with his trusty Sheltie, Sable at his side. We searched the house together. After numerous rests, Dick assured me that everything was ok. We sad chatting in the living room for awhile. I asked one more time if it was okay for me to use any electronic devices. His reply was "Sure, Just wait until I'm out side."
Deb, shared this story with me while we were talking about her dad, who had a terminally ill cancer, at the time. I shared my experience with my dad's cancer and passing. I can't remember everything I said but the one thing that I do remember is that although my dad was near the end, he still kept his humor. Deb's Dad had this same attitude. This Post is dedicated to Deb's dad who is now with my dad. My they continue their humorous ways up in Heaven.
