My father passed away on Friday, January
24, 2014. I cannot speak to how much I admired the man
or how devastated and empty I feel. I can only say that
I will do everything in my power to honor his legacy. I
consider myself truly blessed to have called him my
father, my mentor and my best friend.
Dadís ashes were placed in the columbarium
at Ft. Logan National Cemetery in Denver during a short
military service on February 3, 2014. We were blessed
to have had a sunny day amidst the cold and snow that we
had been experiencing at the time. It was the kind of
winter day that Dad appreciated so much about living in
Colorado. It was the kind of day that he would have
gone fishing. For this, I am very thankful.
I hope to build a commemorative bench out
of bamboo and place it at the pinnacle of the hiking
trial into Cheeseman Canyon south of Denver. Fishing the South Platte in Cheeseman Canyon
was one of Dadís passions. I feel that this would be an
appropriate memorial for the man I admired so much and
will forever love so dearly.
I would like to thank all who have offered their
condolences and acknowledged Dad's integrity, honesty
and contribution to the rod-building community.