July 2006 - Posts

• Father's Day 2006

  Father�s Day this year was a little different for our family because we spent it in a hospital room with my husband. As each one arrived, I took their picture with their Dad/Grandpa. We ate Ham sandwiches from Arby�s and had doughnuts from Dunkin Donuts. In the past, I usually made a big dinner or perhaps we had a picnic depending on the weather. This meal was a little different, but that�s okay because we were together like always. I know Father�s Day has passed, but I would still like to share a poem I wrote for my husband a while back. Again, it tells you a little bit about what a great Husband and Dad he truly was. Honey, You are the love of my life Blessed was the day I became your wife Good times many, bad times few But one thing was left for you to do To be a Dad to a sweet little one Maybe a daughter or maybe a son Our dream then came true for me and for you A daughter called Cathy so sweet and so new A little while gone and we had yet another Her name we called Susan � all we need now a brother Our two little girls you loved them so So good a Dad, it�s hard to know A little while yet another will be A son we called �Butch� now our family complete You were always there through the good and the bad The best Dad that three kids ever had You worked very hard to give them all that you could Some days were tough, but so many were good You always found time for love and for play Even at the end of a very long day We watched them grow into women and man To have our grandchildren � the best in the land They call you �Papa� or �Grandpa� or sometimes just �Gramps� But each one and all, they think you�re a champ You love them so much from the big to the small It seems like you�re always at their beckoning call You�ve earned the name Father and now Grandpa too You�re one in a million and that�s why I love you Posted Jul 24 2006, 08:15 PM by dianastories with no comments

• The Fire Marshall's Retirement

  I thought today I might post the poem that I wrote for my husband when he retired. His retirement took place seven years ago in 1999. He was the Industrial Fire Marshall at a steel mill. It was a job that he enjoyed very much and he gave it his all like everything else he touched in his lifetime . This little poem is about his career while working there. It�s didn�t seem so long ago When off to Crucible you would go A young lad of just twenty one Your career with Crucible had just begun You�d start at the Wire Mill on your first day Where you got pretty dirty, I might say Then to Bar Finish where the crane you would run For you that always seemed like lots of fun But you were not settled, so off to the Guards But even that was not in the cards Another position was waiting for you To fight the fires and fill extinguishers too The sprinkler systems, the smoke alarms To make sure to cause no harm The frozen pipes, the leaky lines OSHA, Jerome, and inspections on time The nasty uniforms with brown soot Some days covered from head to foot The training classes, being on call The calls in the night from one and all So now this all belongs to Bob To enjoy it all and do a good job Last of all, �Bob, the best of luck But whatever you do, take care of the truck� Posted Jul 24 2006, 01:55 AM by dianastories with no comments

• My Loss

  I thought that I next time that I posted something on my blog that my husband would be sitting here next to me perhaps watching TV or reading the paper. Sadly, that is not the case as he passed away on July 6. It has been extremely difficult for me to write; therefore, I have not. My husband was a wonderful caring man. He was taken away from us way too soon. I have written many poems for him in the last few years. My next few blogs will be some of these poems. Maybe this is a way of making me feel better and/or telling anyone who may be reading this of the great loss my family and I have suffered. Please bear with me throughout this difficult time. H Is for the Happiness you have always shown to me U Is for United and that we�ll always be S Is for the Safety you have given when I feel you by my side B Is for the Band you gave to me when I became your bride A Is for the Arms that hold me oh so tight N Is for the Nearness we have every day and every night D Is for the Day that you came into my life And for all of this and more, I�m glad I am your wife Posted Jul 18 2006, 08:46 PM by dianastories with no comments