September 15, 2006
A sad day
~ Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints. ~
~:psalm 116:15:~
A wonderful man died today. A man who knew only kindness, compassion, hard work, honor and who always had a good joke to share. He lived a simple life, never taking more than he needed. His honesty, sincerity and grace are values not often seen in people of today, he was a fine example for us all, one we should all gladly follow.
He lived to be 80 years old and we had the dearest pleasure of enjoying his company for the last time this summer when he came to lend a hand. We didn't know then it would be our last times together, but sadly his life came to a close this afternoon, September 15, 2006.
~1926 - 2006~
His name was Marvin Nelson and nearly 30 years ago he became a dear friend of our family. Marvin was born and raised in Minnesota, but traveled alot after his service years in WWII working for periods of time across New England and out west, finally, in his later years, settling in Vermont . He loved working the land, cutting wood and he was also a superb horseman. He never married or had children of his own, but you could not have known a more kind and gentle soul that adored kids the way Marvin did.
In our younger years, my brothers, sister and I, were blessed to have met and known Marvin and then many years later our own children were as equally blessed with his kindness, laughter and good hearted ways.
Marvin knew many people from his travels, he touched many lives and brought a lot of joy and smiles to the ones he cared for.
He will be missed dearly and always remembered fondly, and it is comforting to know in our time of sorrow that his trusting faith in our Lord and Saviour will lead him home where he will have life eternal and I can think of no other man who has earned that reward more than he.
Rest in peace dear friend.
Posted by tracey at 07:42 PM | Comments (1)
September 28, 2005
The Fading Summer
The Autumn chill is coming,
Flowing thru the trees.
Behind the touch of summer goes
With the flight of birds and bees.
The hummingbirds fly swiftly south
Across the Gulf so far.
By day they travel with the sun,
By night, the shining star.
The crops are in, the storage made
In fruit jars on the shelf.
The final garden remnants,
Look as jaded as one's self.
Preserves and jellies put aside,
And pickled melon rinds,
Tomato juice for drinks or stews,
And perhaps a touch of wine.
The fields still hold bright yellows though,
For the wandering eye to view.
As pumpkins labor to finish their growth
And serve as they must do
As jack-o'-lanterns for the child,
That lives within us all,
And pumpkin pies for dinner
When the family comes to call.
Thanksgiving comes upon us
With snow not far behind,
But lasting thoughts of summer
Still linger in the mind.
~ İDantesdevl ~
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