Before cell phones, and before his Guillain Barre in 2002 (which he survived but it really messed up his body and mind and eyes - miraculously by 2003 one would have thought he was back to normal though if they didn't really know him well before) - before all of these things - he used to send us letters. Long letters. His letters were about things that concerned him...always about mankind, our faith, God, and our salvation. I'm not sure what I did with most of his letters - they were sent to me while I was in college and much of that time is a blur. However, I did find one of his letters in a photo album the other day. I thought I'd post it here today. I'm sure he would have blogged had the Guillain Barre not ruined him - probably since my mom was a great secretary and typist he would have dictated his blogs to her and had her type them...I can actually picture that more...LOL!! But he didn't know anything about blogs...just letters. So here's his official, one and only blog entry (unless I find other letters somewhere someday):
Well, there you go, Pop. I love you. I'm thinking you had a hand in me finding this letter...you would have loved to blog!!!