Art & Inspiration thoughts

Jan 12, 2019.............


Once again we have this day, the twelfth of January. A day that will linger on till I die. But as the years go on we have two ways to go. One is to remember what happened, the other is to remember all the good times we had together. I prefer the latter. From the moment you were born till the day you left us there was nothing but good memories, most better the others. From taking you home in the 57 and watching the look on moms face as you both sat on the bed in our little apartment. To me sitting on you at dads house (not paying attention to what little bundle was on couch). There were lessons to be learned, like not touching the exhaust pipe on the dirt bike when you were two. Or not saying pass the Fkn salt at home after your first hunting trip with your ol man. Many, many lessons and you learned them all well. You became a great man and a great father yourself and I am really proud of you and all you accomplished. We had so many great memories water skiing, camping, hunting and just living life together. And yes dad didn't get pissed when you crashed the dune buggy, we just fixed it together. Also when you had one too many and fell over on your chair we had good laugh at that one, talked about it all the way home (tell mom we were bear hunting). Working on all those Volkswagens together is another memory this ol man enjoys, even the ones we cut up in pieces. In fact all of your car projects that we worked on together are memories I cherish, the go kart we made out of Jacks 450 Honda, the Chevelle (What is that noise about, when you blew the trans), and of course the 56. The look on your face when we first fired it up (together). Yes my son we had great times and fond memories together, memories that will last until eternity. That is what I choose to hold on to. You will always be with me, and riding along with me.....................

Love Dad


So all you fathers out there, take your son or daughter out for a ride today as tomorrow may be too late................



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My thoughts are with you today Carl. HRP

 

Will do, sorry about your loss.


Bones

 

My sincere condolences. A parent should never have to outlive his child. I can only imagine your pain and sense of loss. I pray the passage of time helps to dull the pain for you, but keep your memories clear.

God bless you and your family.

 

Thank you for sharing that Carl, be strong and stay the coarse.

 

Beautiful remembrance. I'm gonna hug my girls extra tight when I get home from work.

 

I wish you Peace Carl.It needs to be said..

 

I agree with what has been said and will put you in my prayers tonight. Regards, Randy


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Thanks, Carl. My condolences.

 

Those anniversary dates are always the hardest. I lost my youngest son in a wreck in Feb 2008, so you are not alone in your loss. The natural order of life is that our offspring outlive us, but sometimes that just doesn't happen. Sometimes it's like the John Mellencamp song say, "Life goes on, long after the thrill of living it is gone.". I know your pain brother, and wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy. Best wishes to you and yours in this time of remembrance.

 

God bless you guys who know some things the rest of us don't. Peace.

 

Carl, thank you for continuing to remind all of us just how fragile life is and to be aware of those around us who may be hurting inside even though they don't show it. Hopefully by sharing your pain someone's life will be saved. I truly believe your son has been right there with you supporting all the improvements on the FED.

 

carl as a father who buried a daughter at age 20 in 1994 from an auto accident I cant even imagine the pain from losing a child to suicide. Having said that I think you concentrating on all the good memories is best way to honor him Tom

 

I am so sorry for your loss, but I am so grateful for the reminder, I will call my son now.

 

My condolences Carl and thank you for sharing.

 

Roseville Carl I'm sorry for your loss.My name is also Carl and I grew up in Roseville Michigan.

 

It sounds like you have a good handle on it, I guess it's best to remember all of the great times that were spent together.

 

Me too. Tears.
And then I read...
"...like not saying pass the fkn salt..."
And I laughed right out loud.
...with more tears.
It hurts. It fkn hurts.
But we remember the good times.
And we're thankful for them.
God bless you, Carl.
Pass the fucking salt...please.

 

I'm with you today in thoughts Carl as I also have had to give up a child, my daughter LaRae at age 53 ,(state Labor and Industry Doctors and Opiods ), in March of 2017. My heartfelt condolences. I have 3 girls (all adult), she was the 2nd and my "car girl". Always bragged of what she was going to do to and with my 34.
There is no hurt on earth like that of loosing a child!!!

 

I'm so sorry Carl, prayers sent. I lost a step son in a accident, we were really close, only Dad he ever had was me. It's hard, I think of him every day.

 

Powerful thing to share with us......... Thank you, and your right, remember the good times shared. Brian

 

Thats tough brother. Wishing you and you loved ones peace.

 

Oh my gosh, what a horrible experience. Lost a grandson to it at 21, no reason. My sympathy. Stay strong.

 

Thanks for sharing that Carl. My younger brother lost a daughter at age 36. It cut a big hole in his heart which has healed quite a bit thanks to his son and daughter in law having two children since her passing.

 

My prayers are with you Carl. I hope you have nothing but fond memories of your son.


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Sorry for your and the rest's losses. I am a member of this group too having lost my oldest son John Clifford Davison in an accident on April 21, 1989 when he was 19.
Loosing a child is something no one should have to go through.

 

God bless us all sir, god bless us all

 

Carl,
January 8 2008 my oldest son Cody was killed in a car accident, it changed my families life.
My eyes are full of tears with that memory that never is at rest, and for you and the entire family.
May God bring you Peace and Comfort.
God Bless you,
Glenn

 

Wow powerful stuff had my eyes clouding up a bit when reading it.