In Memory of my Father

William T. Schmitt

Dec. 20,1935-Feb. 17,1998



I miss my Dad cause he was a good man.
He taught me right from wrong and was my best friend.
We worked,hunted,fished,camped,and had fun together.
He always made me laugh at least once a day.
It was rare to see him mad at anyone cause he had one of the longest fuses i ever saw.
LOL it saved my bottom a lot when i was young but i did get a smack on the rear once in awhile.
I sure did'nt do it again LOL.I was always wondering how things worked so i just had to take it apart ~grin~.
Sometimes Dad had to put it back together LOL but he always showed me how.
He was my teacher and to me the greatest there ever was.
Unlike most people i was able to tell him i loved him and that is better than losing someone without ever saying it.
Trust me on that one cause i know first hand.
When ever you can,let your loved ones know how much you love them.
You will be glad you did and thats a fact.
I miss my dad but i feel better even if i already knew he knows i loved him at least i told him.
I know he's proud of his family and he loved us with all his heart.
He was in the Airforce when i was born,he was a Aircraft mechanic with a staff sargent rank.
He really liked fixing things and i think he could of fixed about anything that he put his mind to.
He ran a gas station and had a great business going,a lot of people came to him for repairs.
In fact he was able to survive 2 floods before he decided to do something else.
He became an auto mechanic at a Chevrolet dealership.
He stayed there for a lot of years until boat repairs caught his eye.
He worked for the Marina that i'm now working at.
I started here while he was here.
It was the greatest thing to be working beside your dad.
He was my superviser and nope i did'nt get no favors LOL.
He gave me some real #$&% jobs but hey he said you gotta start at the bottom if you want to learn.
And geeeez i learned a lot LOL.
But i believe i'm a better man for it cause there is'nt no easy way.
Learning is a hands on kinda thing.
To look at my dads hands tells a lot of the hard work he has done in his life.
OMG i have my fathers hands with scars,calluses,and there is a healed broken bone in there.
For those who don't have calluses it's like always wearing gloves LOL.
I would like to run my hand across my wifes cheek and feel her softness just once.
But hey i should of been a doctor ~grin~
My dad was a true believer in God and you could find him in church every sunday morning.
I do think my dads life gave him a place in heaven and i'm sure he's looking down right now and saying.
"Computers will never replace the reliablity of pen and paper"
"LOL i know dad"
I miss you a lot

God Bless You Dad
And I Love You






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