Edwin Harrison Hughes ♥ January 3, 1936 – September 11, 2012 ♥
June 12, 2011
I was thinking about my dad today as we were driving to Windsor for another soccer game…..frankly there is not much else to do on a 3 hour drive from Guelph to Windsor but sleep or think and this time I didn’t sleep.
Fathers Day is coming up and I don’t think I do enough to show my dad how much he means to me. I phone him to tell him Happy Fathers Day but the conversation with him is generally pretty short due to his poor hearing….I always feel like I’m yelling at him…..so I wish him Happy Fathers Day, yell that I love him and then have a conversation with my mom.
My dad is 75 years old and has been through a bit over the past few years which I think has contributed greatly to aging him and he has aged. I may notice it more than others due to the fact that I don’t seem him very often.
Dad has had open heart surgery for 5 bypasses, surgery to remove a benign tumor followed by radiation treatments to shrink what they couldn’t remove, and suffered the loss of two younger brothers, John and Charles. These events would take a toll on anyone and they clearly took a toll on him.
My dad was always a rugged hard-working family man. He spent most of his working years in the woods, most of the years I remember anyway. He started out as a forest ranger but I was pretty young then, in fact I was born while he was attending Ranger School….and that was a long tine ago. I think he probably preferred the days of working in the woods with horses compared to working with machines as the machinery always seemed to get the best of him.
I only see my dad once a year now since moving to Ontario. He and my mom have come for a visit every year for the past 10 years but I don’t think they are coming this year (my turn to go there). I wish I saw them more but I make the most of the time I do have with them.
My dad is a Christian man who has devoted his life to serving God for as long as I can remember. I remember Sunday dinners at my Grandmothers when I was a kid and she would like to say “My Edwin is going to be a preacher one day. ” As a kid I wasn’t at all happy to hear her say that. Any preachers kids I was ever friends with always moved away, I didn’t want to be a “Preachers Kid” and have to move, I liked where I was.
My dad did preach though…..even though he didn’t become an actual “minister”……and he still does. He preaches every opportunity he gets to whoever will listen (sometimes even to those not so willing to listen). Some of the men who have influenced my dad in some way to become the man he is are, Dave Kemp, Bennet Saunders, Sig Seidel, and his good friend Norman Bevans (not sure of the proper spelling of Normans last name). I think as he gets older he feels it is his mission to convert every soul on this earth, and I am sure he will continue to do this until his Father calls him to rest.
As I have grown up and look back at my life with my dad I realize how important it is that kids have a dad that is a positive influence on their lives and the world around them. I’m glad that he is the grandfather to my kids and that they have the opportunity to learn from him as they grow up.
I just want to say I love my dad and my life because of all the things he taught me and I wish I could spend more time with him.