Happy Birthday Dad

I am not sure if I was suppose to post this on the blog or if Kendra was going to compile these and then send it to Dad. So, I am just going to reply to everyone and hope that it somehow magically makes it to Dad for his Birthday.

The first thing that I think of when I think of Dad is his big heart and the way that he is always looking for ways to serve others. I remember going home teaching with Dad. (Of course I never complained or threw a tantrum because I was a “very good boy”. At least that’s the way I remember it and since I am telling the story I get to take artistic licenseJ)Anyway back to the story. So Dad was always so sincere and really took his responsibility as a home teacher seriously. He was a great example. He truly loved and had deep concern for the wellbeing of those we visited. In the summer and fall Dad would always fill up paper grocery sacks full of the freshest vegetables from the garden and have me help him take them to all our neighbors, families we home taught or anyone else that he felt might be in need. He would spend hours on that gigantic garden; that grew enough corn , zucchini and tomatoes to feed the roman army, so that he could use the harvest to bless the lives of our family and everyone else he came in contact with.

Another story of his “heart of gold” is from this past Christmas. At Thanksgiving last year they came down and visited us and they met some friends of ours from our neighborhood. Dad got to talking to them at our house after Megan’s baptism and saw that they were expecting another baby soon. They were admiring the 3 little rocking chairs that we have in our house that Dad had made. Well, when we came home for Christmas this past year dad had made a rocking chair for Adam and an additional one to give to our friends. He said, “I just got the impression that I should do this for them and maybe it will soften the wife’s heart a bit toward the gospel”. (He is very interested and calls himself a dry Mormon and she is catholic and not very interested at the time.) Dad is truly a visionary man and I am sure that all of these acts of kindness that he does as he follows the promptings of the spirit do indeed soften the hearts of everyone that he comes in contact with.

I love ya Dad

Corey