Saturday, February 24, 2024
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One correction though, Robin and Todd Keller weren't step kids to him, they were his kids. Here's more interesting facts about dad:
Although he wasn’t a perfect man or father, he did his best! I sit here and reminisce about my life with my father am I am proud to call him Dad. He only had a 3rd grade education, yet he never let that stop him, he was a deacon at church, a church youth leader, a baseball coach, a Boy Scouts leader, a Red Cross volunteer, a father, a husband, Grandfather, friend, and a hell of a nice guy. Not to mention that with only a 3rd grade education, support his family and was a proud truck driver that logged over 8 million miles of drive time, 15 years of consecutive drive time without a wreck, he started driving truck at the age of 16 where he was taught to drive by his father who would smack his knuckles with a ruler if he missed a gear when shifting. He drove every type of truck imaginable, from a tanker to a dump truck. He said one of the scariest jobs he did was driving log trucks. He said that log truck drivers are special breed with nerves of steel. He was a proud Teamster just like his father. He was a member of the AM Vets. Not to mean the most rootiness, tootiness Cowboy west of the Mississippi. He hardly ever missed work, which now as an adult, is a trait that I’m proud he gave me. After being injured on the job where he was medically retired by L&I, Did dad take it easy after that? No, he shifted his passion to riding bicycles. Dad would ride his mountain bike up to 30 miles a day. The University Place newspaper put him and his bike on the cover of their newspaper, which he was very proud of. When he was diagnosed with Parkinson’s he started woodworking to help keep his shaking away. If you knew him, then you probably got one of his woodworking projects as a gift. One thing about dad was he was a very generous man (He would give you the shirt off his back) and would help almost anyone. When I was younger, I remember dad putting sandbags in his pickup bed for traction when it snowed, he would grab a chain and head out to pull people out of ditches or snowbanks. He was extremely friendly; I would have to tell him to stop talking to strangers so we could get out of the store. He could start a conversation with anyone, and I MEAN ANYONE!!!! Dad like to think he was an inventor, he tried to build an aluminum can crusher that turned out to be more of an aluminum can launcher, his reply, “Back to the drawing board.” He was an awesome dad; he would start water fights or wrestle me and my friends. All my friends growing up loved my dad and would come over just to see him. It’s overwhelming how all the staff at the nursing home has gone out of their way to be here to say goodbye. He is their special cowboy. His passing will affect all the lives he’s ever touched. I pray I turn out to be half the man my father was and that he’s looking down on me from heaven proudly. I hope you guys like water fights in heaven! Love you Dad, I really miss you.
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