To Dr. Saunders from Allen James
To Dr. Saunders,
I mostly referred to you as Dr. Saunders, but in so many ways I should have just called you Dad. You taught me so much about being a father. Even though my natural father lived 1000’s of miles away, I had you to look up to at my other house.
Yes, it’s probably true that I probably spent more time at your house than my own. You never seemed to mind. Your interaction with your sons showed me much about kindness, gentleness and humility. Your sense of humor, that you passed along quite well I might add, lives in me, though I always find myself lacking your skills.
Today, I’m so sad, that I didn’t get to see you one more time. My grief overwhelms me as the news is so fresh. I know, however, I will celebrate your wonderful life for the rest of my life. Every time I make a witty pun or even better hear my son do the same, I’ll have you to thank. (Though others may regret it!)
You have provided me some cool, some unique and some, well, quite unusual memories like: Seeing you riding your bike home from work on the Burke-Gilman Trail (so ahead of your time), building your Heath kit computer (did that ever work?), and having your sons put their stools on dry ice (I did say unusual.)
We grieve, we mourn and then we celebrate. Thank you Dr. Saunders.
To The Saunders Clan,
Thank you for sharing your husband / brother / Dad / Grandfather with me. Thank you for the great friendships we’ve had over the years. Thank you for taking me in and allowing me to be part of your family.
I can’t imagine what your sense of loss is like. You are all in my thoughts and prayers. I specifically pray for healing hearts and for treasured memories. In so many ways you all have been carrying on in his sense of character, integrity and of course, humor.
Regretfully, it’s highly unlikely that I can attend the celebration on the 16th. In its place I will make a journey over to Niagara-on-the-Lake and make a toast to my other Dad’s memory!
With all of my love,
Allen
I mostly referred to you as Dr. Saunders, but in so many ways I should have just called you Dad. You taught me so much about being a father. Even though my natural father lived 1000’s of miles away, I had you to look up to at my other house.
Yes, it’s probably true that I probably spent more time at your house than my own. You never seemed to mind. Your interaction with your sons showed me much about kindness, gentleness and humility. Your sense of humor, that you passed along quite well I might add, lives in me, though I always find myself lacking your skills.
Today, I’m so sad, that I didn’t get to see you one more time. My grief overwhelms me as the news is so fresh. I know, however, I will celebrate your wonderful life for the rest of my life. Every time I make a witty pun or even better hear my son do the same, I’ll have you to thank. (Though others may regret it!)
You have provided me some cool, some unique and some, well, quite unusual memories like: Seeing you riding your bike home from work on the Burke-Gilman Trail (so ahead of your time), building your Heath kit computer (did that ever work?), and having your sons put their stools on dry ice (I did say unusual.)
We grieve, we mourn and then we celebrate. Thank you Dr. Saunders.
To The Saunders Clan,
Thank you for sharing your husband / brother / Dad / Grandfather with me. Thank you for the great friendships we’ve had over the years. Thank you for taking me in and allowing me to be part of your family.
I can’t imagine what your sense of loss is like. You are all in my thoughts and prayers. I specifically pray for healing hearts and for treasured memories. In so many ways you all have been carrying on in his sense of character, integrity and of course, humor.
Regretfully, it’s highly unlikely that I can attend the celebration on the 16th. In its place I will make a journey over to Niagara-on-the-Lake and make a toast to my other Dad’s memory!
With all of my love,
Allen
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