by Brenda Siebenkittel
(Carriere, MS USA)
My dad never met a stranger. He was a good and honest man who just loved to talk about anything, especially his tractor, goats, ducks, birds (especially Martin birds) etc.to anyone who would listen. I lost him to lung cancer at the age of 77. He seemed more like 57, until closer towards the end. (Jan. 13, 1934 - June 5, 2011) He was a workaholic and loved doing anything outdoors. He never seemed to feel that it was work. It was really hard watching such a strong man go down like this. He was always handsome, even until the end...just in a sick way, of course. Dad, you always told me that having two sons, that I would get my little girl one day through my boys---and, I did. On Thursday, July 31, 2014. Her name is Autumn Rose. How you would have loved her so very much. She looks so much like Brent, it's unbelievable. Yes, she's Brent and Jessica's. They did stay together. I have a couple of picture's of you in the living room and she always looks at you. I tell her who you are, and she repeats your name now. I tell her how very much you would have loved her. It tears me apart that I will never be able to sit her on your lap, like I did with Brent. The smile on both of your faces were always indescribable to me. The love was just so strong! I love you with all of my heart and miss you more and more with each passing day. It hurts so much that I feel I cannot breathe at times. I pray that God is with you and has his loving arms wrapped around you! Gone, yes..but NEVER FORGOTTEN!!