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Today is a rather sad day – nine years ago my father unexpectedly passed away. It’s weird as it feels like yesterday but at the same time, it feels like it was 20 years ago. When it first happened, I remember a crushing sadness that made it tough to get out of bed and live my life. Thankfully that has passed although I still have moments when I’m sadness as he’s not here to experience all the fun mom and I are having (and seeing his grandchildren – he would have loved those little girls).

I don’t know Ms. de Leon, but she wrote a lovely poem dedicated to her father after his death.  I thought it summed up the situation.


In Our Hearts by Rose de Leon

We thought of you with love today,
But that is nothing new.
We thought about you yesterday.
And days before that too.
We think of you in silence.
We often speak your name.
Now all we have is memories.
And your picture in a frame.
Your memory is our keepsake.
With which we’ll never part.
God has you in his keeping.
We have you in our heart.


My Dad loved to have fun:












And loved to fish (especially with my brother Eric):












He definitely loved his family:



We miss you Daddy.

The Grubb clan, circa October 2004, in Dogwood Canyon Nature Park about 30 minutes southwest of Branson.

October 2004 – Our last trip together before Dad passed away the next year (in Dogwood Canyon Nature Park about 30 minutes southwest of Branson, MO).