Photo by Chuck Tinsley

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.