My husband and I worked at a Volkswagon dealership. He was a mechanic and I worked in the parts department. I would always give him a hard time so he fixed me. He married me. He could always make me laugh. He came up with some of the funniest ideas about any situation. One of the things I miss the most is every morning he would put chapstick on his lips and then kiss me so I would get chapstick on mine. I miss that.
Thank you Deb. I am glad you posted this idea. Hugs....Sue
What a great idea for a post..thank you Deb.
My husband LeRoy was always reaching out to help people who needed something repaired, or any odd job that was needed. People would always ask how much they owed him, and his reply was always the same. "You don't owe me anything because maybe someday my wife might need help, and I would want somebody to help her ".
I just wanted to add a bit more, because my first post didn't really seem to show how special he really was. LeRoy wore many hats. He was an excellent cook, and baker. His homemade biscuits n' gravy , and salsa were mouth watering. He was also an A-1 mechanic, working on cars for many people in our neighborhood. Another was his ability to heal most sick animals. One of our friends named him "Dr. Doolittle". The neighborhood children were always bringing him some sick or baby animal that needed nursed back to health. He always seemed to have an empty cage to house them.
He also had the patience of a saint, and I'm so fortunate to have had these wonderful memories to reflect back on, and share them to honor him.
That reminds me that Ken one time nursed a baby robin. My son found him on the ground when he was mowing the lawn and brought him in to my husband. He did not even have feathers and we were not sure what kind of bird he even was. Ken went out and bought food and heat lamps and called the university extension to see what to do with him. He nursed him and eventually taught him to fly. When my husband would go out in the back yard he could call him and he would some a land for a few minutes. It was amazing.
Thank you all. It is good to read these wonderful stories.
Deb
My husband did so many things that made him special it is hard to know where to begin. When we moved to FL he got involved in our neighborhood and organized many things for the children, which included an annual fishing tournament where he made sure the kids received trophies and money for their catches, an Easter Egg hunt and a Halloween Party. They still hold these functions, but he is mainly given credit for the Fishing Tournament. They always tell the kids about him before the fishing starts. He was out of commission for quite a while before he passed away four years ago so many of the kids in the neighborhood don't even know him, except as my husband.
We had a very successful income tax business before moving to FL, so when we moved here and made friends he started doing free tax returns for them, just because he missed doing it. He loved doing this and felt it was a way of paying friends back for the things they did for us. Several people have had to start paying for this service now.
He was just an all around great guy, very giving of himself and his talents. The things he did for me are too numerous to mention. And I am not the only one that misses him!
Nancy
My husband was a lot like Avonlady13 husband. He loved to cook and try new recipes. He was a scout leader for many years which he loved as he loved being around the boys and hiking with them but had to give it up when his heart started getting worse. He loved to work on cars or anything that needed fixing he refused to let me take a bus to work as he was afraid I would fall as I have had knee surgery on both knees but the thing I loved most about him was he cared for me. I told him this story once while we were dating. I always told my parents growing up that I wanted a baby sister or brother if I could not have that I wanted a pet monkey. While I never got my sibling as my mom was unable to have more children and I never got my pet monkey so one night he came in for our date and He gave me a Curious George stuff monkey and said "Here is your pet monkey" and I still have it and it is on my headboard. He was always checking up on me and I checking up on him. We did this for 27 1/2 yrs. He would come to the door of our room if I was watching tv and say " are you okay mommy?" amd "I love you mommy" I miss him so very much. He will be gone 4 yrs in August.
Ann had a way of simplifying things that I can't put into words. She was just so easy to get along with. Even my parents felt that way about her way back when we first met when we were only 17 years old.
When she was in hospice, they asked her a bunch of questions to get to know her better -- her answers were all short and to the point. When asked what was her favorite thing to do with the family, her answer was "just hang out!" That's Ann!
My Mike was just a very kind and gentle soul. He truly was just the kind of person you would hope to have around in a crisis or when everything was just going fine. We were just teens when we married so I guess you can say we grew up together. Life was not easy but we always managed to laugh even during the bad times. I guess that is what I miss the most, his ability to bring out the best in people no matter what! I really miss his laugh. Not a perfect person but the perfect person for me :-)
That was my Mike !
I wish David had known how to "simplify." He always had to 'splain everything in great detail... to everyone.
But, at work, he did presentations that were filled with humor and information. He was insightful and objective and spontaneous.
Our first date was a picnic in the rain on a mountain pass. He broiled steaks and had all the trimmings! Having spur-of-the-moment picnics, just for the two of us, was his speciality - and always a great joy!
He invested himself fully in whatever he did - building our house, writing music, playing jazz, writing scholarly papers, investing in the stock market, loving me...
Joe gave the best hugs in the world. He always did things with others' needs and wants in mind. He was the rock solid support in my life -- I could count on him for help, protection, good conversation, even my meals, and anything else you can think of. I could rely on him without reservation. He was a great cook -- definitely wa-a-y better than I am -- and did most of the cooking. He brought me coffee in the morning, sometimes before I was even out of bed. He used old world etiquette, but was a modern, sensitive man about a woman's role in the world -- he never told me what to do or that I could or couldn't do something.
He served our country for 28 years (before I knew him)in the USMC and then continued to serve as a rescue diver, on the volunteer EMT service when we lived in a rural area, as a Red Cross Disaster Team member and leader, and throughout his "retirement" from the military gave of himself as a psychotherapist, helping many people to get their lives back together. When I first started going out with him -- in that rural area -- people I hardly knew would come up to me and say things like --"oh, you're seeing Joe? He saved my life (marriage, family, etc.)"
He had a wonderfully wicked sense of humor, engaging in word play, seeing the light-hearted aspects of life, lightening some of the darker aspects of life.
He was incredibly generous -- giving lavishly, sometimes on a whim. When he was married the first time, he went out to buy his wife a blouse for her birthday and came back with a new car for her! He was also very stingy, spending little on treating himself to luxuries. Oh, yeah, he was mucho sexy -- a great lover in all senses of the word. I really miss him. He was no paragon, but he was wonderful and very special in so very many ways.
