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 J.A.K. Sr. 
 January 17, 1951- April 11, 2006 
4 Children and 1 Grandchild Miss You Dearly.. May his soul rest in peace.. His body belongs to the earth.. His soul to God.. His memory to our hearts.. And his spirit to the ages.. "The seasons change with the scenery.. Weaving time in a tapestry.. Won't you stop and remember me?" 
"Sometimes.. all you can do is laugh.. to keep yourself from crying.." - J.A.K. Sr.    I’ll never forget you daddy.. You toiled in work and indulged in play.. You’ve made me who I am today.. You taught me how to be a lady.. To stray from those who are shady.. You have taught me how to deal.. You’d sacrifice all to provide us all a meal.. I pray that your soul has found peace.. You could always make conflict cease.. Your words were always strong and wise.. You could always see through everyone’s guise.. You encouraged and believed in my plan.. Then you faced death like a real man.. 
You were everything the Hallmark cards said a father should be.. and even more..  Hello..my lovely father.. I want to thank you..for all the joy you brought to me.. For all the things you said to me.. For all the love you showered upon me.. Every time it seemed you were my only friend.. Every twisted joke you shared.. Every word of loving encouragement uttered.. Every time you would listen to and mend my broken heart.. Every kiss for every tear.. Every argument you allowed me to win.. Every cruel word of mine you had to endure.. Every ounce of never-ending patience.. Every embrace .. Every time you listened to my views and opinions.. ..and every time you agreed with them.. Every time you sacrificed for my own selfish want.. ..and just every time you were there..being my stronghold..my shelter.. 
For you, my dear father..my heart still bleeds..I count..waiting for when I can once again..be safe in Daddy's arms.. And so I light this candle on this cold and cloudy Father's Day.. out of love, respect, remembrance, and sorrow.. the happy memories of our pasts.. knowing you made me the woman who stands before the world today.. And I cry these tears..of joy or of sorrow..I know not.. And as I lie my head against this tombstone..I feel a calm serene wind come across me..and I know you haven't vanished.. I love you, Father..  ....Irish Funeral Prayer Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room. Everything remains as it was. The old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by the old familiar name. Speak of me in the easy way which you always used. Put no sorrow in your tone. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without effort Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was. There is unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner. All is well. Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before. How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting, when we meet again.  You have come and gone like a vapor..or a shadow on the wall..but I ask you not to stay for my own selfish desire.. It was your time to enter into Eternity..your time to escape this cruel barren world..I wish at times you had taken me with you.. but alas..I have things to take care of first.. but I will see you soon, my Father..  
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