I would be ungrateful if I did not stand and give thanks to my Heavenly

Father for the many blessings he has given me.

I am so thankful for my eternal companion, who takes care of me each and every day and loves me in sickness and in health. I do not know what I would do without her by my side helping me when I am not feeling well or in pain. She is my constant companion and my help mate that gives me the extra push to go on and have a positive attitude. She is my caregiver and works tirelessly to make sure I am comfortable and happy.  I want her to know how much I truly love and appreciate her patience, understanding and caring. Being a caregiver is no easy task and I believe at times it is harder than being the patient.

I am so grateful for the sisters in this ward that take the time to come over and visit with her or take her on an outing to a play or just to get a donut and talk. This gives her a break from the day to day caregiving duties.

I am grateful for my family who support me and my wife.

I am grateful for good friends and neighbors who visit and assist us with things I can no longer do. Especially, the Butterfields, who are always there when we need something lifted or move. They are willing come right over. I am grateful for their sons who helped us during the summer with our yard.

I am so grateful for Scott who never fails to check on my wellbeing even when he is sick himself. He is Scotty-on-the-Spot whenever I need something done.

I am so thankful for our dedicated home teachers who are always there checking on our wellbeing and providing support and uplifting our spirits. Their family has blessed our lives spiritually, physically, and emotionally.

I am grateful for Kurt Jensen who uplifts me with his wide smile, firm handshake, service and generosity.

I am so very grateful for our caring and loving Bishop. He is the most spiritual and inspired individual I know. He is truly called of God to serve and bless the members of this ward. He has truly blessed our family and home in so many ways.

I want to tell you what a wonderful and selfless man he is:

I have been struggling to gain weight and somehow our Bishop found out that I love the ice cream cones from McDonalds. So, one evening he takes time out of his busy schedule and comes walking up the sidewalk, like the Olympic torch runner with the eternal flame of love and service, with ice cream cones from McDonalds. I truly love this dedicated man of God.

I am so thankful for this ward. You have shown love, concern and compassionate service in so many ways.. It has been one year since my diagnosis and I am so grateful to this ward family for your constant prayers in my behalf. I feel your prayers every day they give me strength, courage, and build me up to see the beauty every day.

I am grateful that we do not have to go through this life alone and can call on our Heavenly Father and know that he will answer our prayers and help us through the hard times

I have always been a little impatient when I ask my Father in Heaven to answer a prayer.

I now know that He may not always answer our prayers in the way we expect and His time is not our time, we must be patient and listen for that still small voice of the Holy Ghost.

Elder Jeffery R. Holland said:

“God is anxiously waiting to answer our prayers and fulfill our dreams, just as He always has. But, He can’t if we don’t pray and He can’t if we don’t dream. In short, He can’t if we do not believe.”

This year we have a new challenge. The doctors have said that my tumor is in-operable and may become more aggressive as time goes by. I want you to know that I have a dream of being cancer free and that even though I am in a dark tunnel without being able to see the light at the end I am still on the tracks and moving forward. I believe in miracles and I know that my Heavenly Father will answer prayers.

I have faith in my Heavenly Father, that if it be his will, I will be healed and make it to the light at the end of the tunnel.

Your prayers are very powerful and can help not only me but many in this ward who are struggling with health issues.. I know that Jesus Christ is my Lord and Savior. That Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ are separate and distinct beings.

I am so grateful for the Atonement of Jesus Christ, that through his sacrifice all may be saved and through our keeping the commandments of the Lord and remaining faithful to the covenants and ordinances of the temple we may all gain exaltation in the highest kingdom of our Father in Heaven.

I know that Jesus loves each of us and knows us personally.

I know that Joseph Smith saw God the Father and his Son Jesus Christ. He is a true prophet of God and restored the true Church of Jesus Christ on earth today. I testify that we have a living prophet on earth today – President Thomas S. Monson.

The Book of Mormon is true.

I know that prayer works and with your prayers I will recover —

“BUT, If Not… I will Trust in the Lord”

In the Name of Jesus Christ – Amen


I would be ungrateful if I did not stand and give thanks to my Heavenly

Father for the many blessings he has bestowed on me and for the love and concern shown to us by our ward family.

First I would like to apologize for bringing my electronic brain with me to the stand, but I didn’t want to be a babbling idiot up here and not get my thoughts across. So, hopefully this will solve the babbling part.

I am so thankful for my loving wife. I want her to know how much I truly love and appreciate her patience, understanding and caring.

She has been thrust into the role of CAREGIVER and is truly an angle of mercy. I can’t put into words how much I love her – She has demonstrated what a true eternal companion is.

Being a caregiver is no easy task and I believe at times it is harder than being the patient. From the very beginning my wife has cared for me in so many ways.

In fact now, whenever you see us going places it’s like “Driving Miss Daisy” except that she lets me sit in the front.

I am so grateful for my loving family who supports, helps and loves us.

In fact, I would like to tell a little story about my 21 year old grandson.

Last week we were invited to dinner with my oldest son and his family.

During dinner my grandson came over and put his arm around me —

Now, I must tell you that he is a great young man but has not embraced the gospel and has done things that he knows we do not support or approve of– like getting tattoos. We know we can’t take away his agency and control his choices. When he got his first tattoo (SUPERMAN) he told us that his left arm is reserved for Super Heroes.

So, at dinner, he has his arm around me and tells me “I hope you won’t be mad grandpa, but I got another tattoo. As he rolls up his sleeve on his left arm I see a tattoo with my name and the cancer symbol then he tells me –

“You are the Greatest Super Hero I know”.

These darn kids, how can you not love them.

I am so grateful for our loving Bishop. He is the most spiritual and inspired person I know. He was truly called of God to serve and has blessed me in so many ways.

I’m grateful for next door neighbors who are loving, kind, thoughtful and helpful. I will never be able to thank them enough for all they do for LoraLee and me.

I’m grateful for Brother Steve James and his son, Adam, who are dedicated home teachers. We love to read about Adam’s experiences in the mission field. He is a wonderful missionary.

Their family has blessed our lives spiritually, physically, and emotionally.
They lifted our spirits, when we were struggling along this journey, their entire family visited us in our home and serenaded us with beautiful music and songs. We are so thankful for their love and thoughtfulness.

I’m truly grateful for Scott Green. A long time ago, Scott came into our home and brought his loving spirit. He must have known that we were “floating” in the gospel. Well, we thought we were floating; but you can’t stand still in the gospel. You are either moving forward or backward. Scott pulled us forward and got us heading in the right direction. He is one of my best friends and an eternal brother.

I am so thankful for this ward. You have shown love, compassion and service.

I’m so grateful for your prayers in my behalf. I want you all to know that your prayers are working and I feel the Holy Spirit as it uplifts me each week.

Your prayers are very powerful and can help many in this ward who are struggling with health issues.

I have faith in Heavenly Father that if it be his will that I will complete this journey and regain my health.

I know we can accomplish marvelous things by trusting in the Lord and keeping His commandments—by exercising faith even when we don’t know how the Lord will answer our prayers.

Last week I was reading in Daniel the third chapter about Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-nego. It reminded me of the tile my wife made and sits in our front room that says:

“But if not… We will trust in the Lord”.

You all know the story of these three young men.

How Nebuchadnezzar made idles and commanded that all men should bow down and worship the false Gods he had made. But Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-nego would not fall to the ground and worship the false Gods. So, Nebuchadnezzar threatened to throw them into a burning pit.

S, M, & A said that they had faith that their God would deliver them from the flames, BUT IF NOT they still would not serve or worship engraven images or false Gods.  They had shown true faith in their God.

Early on I felt like I had been thrown into a burning pit. But then, I would read the tile in our front room and it would remind me that:

  • Faith is believing, even if we do not understand all things, Our Heavenly Father does.
  • Faith and trust in God is believing that although our power is limited, His is not.
  • Faith in Jesus Christ consists of complete reliance on Him.

Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-nego knew they could always rely on Him because they knew His plan.

All my life I have known that the church is true. I have had some rough spots along the way but the truthfulness of the gospel has not wavered.

This message in our front room always reminds me that we must have faith and total trust in the Lord Jesus Christ—

The world is a testing ground for all of us. I admit that I have always had a hard time taking tests and this is like a final exam. However with your prayers I will get the right answers:

“BUT, If Not… I will Trust in the Lord”

I know without a doubt that:

  • Our God will deliver us from ridicule and persecution, but if not. …We will trust in the Lord.
  • Our God will deliver us from loneliness, depression, or fear, but if not. … We will trust in the Lord.
  • Our God will see that we receive justice and fairness, but if not … We will trust in the Lord.
  • Our God will deliver us from sickness and disease, but if not … We will trust in the Lord.

I know that God lives.

That Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ are separate and distinct beings.

Jesus Christ died for our sins and is our resurrected Savior. He loves us and knows each of us personally.

I know that Joseph Smith saw our Heavenly Father and his Son Jesus Christ. He was a true prophet of God and restored the true Church of Jesus Christ on earth today.

The Book of Mormon is true.

I testify that keeping the commandments and temple covenants will bring us untold blessings and happiness.

I testify that we have a living prophet on earth today – President Thomas S. Monson.

I know that prayer works and with your prayers I will recover —

“BUT, If Not… I will Trust in the Lord”

In the Name of Jesus Christ



Bishop Palmer:

Please be seated.   We are all honored to be here today to pay tribute to Brother Michael Fisher Widdison. He passed away on September 16, 2016 as part of the Widdison Family Journey. We recognize President Maxfield who presides.  The Family prayer was previously offered by Mike & LoraLee’s son Brandon Widdison.  We appreciate Sister Sherry Green for providing the prelude music who is a friend and a Sister Joyce Brink who is another friend of neighbor who will be the chorister today.

Opening Song:  Of My Father

  1. 1. O my Father, thou that dwellest
    In the high and glorious place,
    When shall I regain thy presence
    And again behold thy face?
    In thy holy habitation,
    Did my spirit once reside?
    In my first primeval childhood
    Was I nurtured near thy side?
  2. 2. For a wise and glorious purpose
    Thou hast placed me here on earth
    And withheld the recollection
    Of my former friends and birth;
    Yet ofttimes a secret something
    Whispered, “You’re a stranger here,”
    And I felt that I had wandered
    From a more exalted sphere.
  3. 3. I had learned to call thee Father,
    Thru thy Spirit from on high,
    But, until the key of knowledge
    Was restored, I knew not why.
    In the heav’ns are parents single?
    No, the thought makes reason stare!
    Truth is reason; truth eternal
    Tells me I’ve a mother there.
  4. 4. When I leave this frail existence,
    When I lay this mortal by,
    Father, Mother, may I meet you
    In your royal courts on high?
    Then, at length, when I’ve completed
    All you sent me forth to do,
    With your mutual approbation
    Let me come and dwell with you.
  5. Text: Eliza R. Snow, 1804-1887
    Music: James McGranahan, 1840-1907

Opening Prayer:   Dennis Workman (LoraLee’s brother)





Brothers & Sisters it is my privilege to be here today with you.  LoraLee we love you.  We love Mike and your family.  Nearly 15 years ago the first time I visited with Mike and LoraLee our conversation was of their kids and their grandkids and their love for each and every one of you.  On my most recent first in the hospital with Mike and LoraLee what was our was your kids and grandkids and how much they both loved you.  Certainly can see both of them in you.  Thank you for the beautiful tribute that has been paid today for a wonderful man …Mike Widdison.  Although we are going to remember the things that were shared , there are tears to be shed today because we will miss him.  There is also a joy even though there are tears because of the beautiful plan of our Heavenly Father has for us. In my last and most recent visit with Mike and LoraLee he whispered something to me.  He said: “President Maxfield I want you to know something.  Although I wouldn’t wish this on anyone I want you to know that I’m not worried because of what I know”.  At times like this in our lives brothers and sisters all of us have to face the question what lies beyond the veil that separates the seen from the unseen. The man Job who was with all his friends gathered around asked a once timeless and ageless question that said “if a man die, shall he live again.” While I might reiterate why your dad, grandpa and husband wasn’t worried because of what he knew.  Let me tell you what he knew.  He knew that to understand death that we have to first have to recognize the purpose of life. He knew that the Savior came to this earth  because we would need all of us  a Savior.  And knew that he taught, that he loved and he walked the dusty streets in Palestine and was hated for it.  He carried his cross to Calvary. He looked out on that time for others..”.Forgive them for they know not what they do.” He watched out for his mother.  He recognized and what he knew your dad, grandpa and husband was that Mary Magdalene and the other Mary when they come to the tomb to care for the  Savior, the angel spoke “Why seek ye the living among the dead.? “He’s not hear but is risen.” This was the answer to the timeless and ageless question from Job.  “If a man die, will he live again.” I testify to you that he will and that although each of us will experience times of trial and sadness where we don’t feel like all the pieces can come back together again, I testify to you the light will come.  Because of the Atonement of the Savior Jesus Christ.  And because he will rise again, affording us the opportunity to do so as well.  and Allowing us the opportunity to be with our loved ones again.  Brothers and Sisters  I testify to you the truthfulness of this.  The other thing that Mike mentioned to me the last time together was how much he  loved the  Book of Mormon and how much he wished he could quote scripture.  And I whispered back to him “Mike, quit being so hard on yourself.  I know a lot of people who can quote a lot of scriptures but I don’t know anyone that lives the scriptures like you.  Brothers and Sisters heaven sees us here today.  LoraLee, Father in Heaven  sees you and I share this with you in the name of Jesus Christ…Amen


He’ll be with you LoraLee. Before I give some brief remarks and then we hear from President Maxfield I want to thank all of those who participated in the services.  I think for all of us it’s been a powerful combination of bitter and sweet that some body would care so much about.  It’s so sweet to see the example of a man and his loving spouse who followed the Savior so well. A great team, a great family, team Widdison in following the suit after them.  I would like to thank everybody who has participated in the service and made it a wonderful tribute to Mike.  For the beautiful music and the testimonies, for you being here for the family of Mike and LoraLee.  The flowers, the members of the ward including the High Priest group and young men who helped prepare the building and set up chairs and the Relief Society for the food and all the service they have done.  Thank those from Jenkins Soffee Funeral Home for their excellent service and for any body who has helped.  The pall bearers today are: Michael David Widdison, Anthony Fisher Widdison, Brandon Delmar Widdison, Andy Iorg, Skyler Widdison, Saxton Widdison, Dennis Workman, Jack Gore, Milton Walters & Brian Butterfield.  Honorary Pallbears are Joshua Iorg, Noah Widdison, Graysen Widdison, Dave Marble, Reilly Widdison, Ayden Widdison, Christian Thomas, Owen Widdison, Dominik Widdison, Larry Bowler, and Denny Mecham.  Following the benediction, the internment will be at the South Jordan City Cemetery and the address is noted in the program.  Following President Maxfield remarks Andrew Iorg his son-in-law will offer the benediction.  I would like to just briefly comment on a couple of things.  I can’t even express to you how I have been changed and made better because of Mike and because of LoraLee.  We have heard of their incredible dedication to each other working through any differences that they might have had and always being  so respectful and always holding hands.  Every time I went to visit they were holding hands and those Friday Flowers.  I loved the picture that was in the e-mail that was from LoraLee and sent out by the High Priest.  You have Mike smiling and LoraLee looking over at Mike with this look in her eye that was a perfect balance between pride and love and care.  And she had her arm around him.  The example they had and the decision they had to make this journey make them better and not bitter.  And how fully they lived and how purposely they lived their life.  I want to just touch briefly on the thing that I think was most impactful to me.  Mike bore his testimony in our Sacrament meeting about how he had faith in the Lord Jesus Christ to be healed but if not he still trusted in him and had still had faith in him.  That testimony that faith, one that’s unconditional, a confidence and trust he had in Christ regardless of the outcome, regardless of what was happening.  Regardless of the grade or the path or condition of that the road he was on the journey.  The phrase comes from the faith they have on a tile in their house but it comes from the section in Daniel about Meshach , Shadrach and Abednego .  Their desire for so many different things but yet their acceptance and their faith in Christ.  Desire to have a stomach that wasn’t upset but if not he would still enjoy the ice cream he still enjoyed the Teppanyaki and still enjoyed the Anasazi Steakhouse.  And he desired to enjoy so many things even if there were so many reasons not to enjoy no matter what he might be going for like Mt. Rushmore.  He still enjoyed it.  I bear you my testimony what I have enjoyed most about Mike and LoraLee and have enjoyed most about this service is not only his love for LoraLee and his love for the family but his love for the Savior and his deep, deep trust in him regardless of the outcome.  And I know that LoraLee has that same trust.  I bear you testimony of our Savior and the power that he has to lift and to heal us.  I bear you my testimony of the reality of the Resurrection that Mike will still be with us.  Particularly with LoraLee.  I bear you my testimony about what matters most.  Mike showed it his love for his wife, his love for his family and his love for his Savior and the gospel.  And I say that in the name of Jesus Christ…Amen


I was just joking with myself.  My brother David came up and he had the big pieces of paper.  Anthony came up with his little notebook.  Well my generation we’re going to come up with an iphone.  I don’t know if I can adequately put into words my father or express anything more that has already been said.  The one think I learned most from my father is his faith and his unwavering faith.  I want to start with a poem

Life is Forever!  Death is a Dream!

 If we did not go to sleep at night
We’d never awaken to see the light,
And the joy of watching a new day break
Or meeting the dawn by some quiet lake
Would never be ours unless we slept
With God and all His angels kept
A vigil through this “little death”
That’s over with the morning’s breath-
And death, too, is a time of sleeping,
For those who die are in God’s keeping
And there’s a “sunrise” for each soul,
For life, not death is God’s promised goal
So trust God’s promise and doubt Him never
 For only through death can man live forever!
                      Helen Steiner Rice
My dad said when we were all got together as a family up a Huntsman and they were explaining to us that it was terminal and they ween’t going to treat it any more.  He expressed to us that 70 years really isn’t that long in this scheme of Eternity. And as difficult as that is to hear, I know  how profoundly he believes it.  And I know that if I could have a quarter of the faith he had, then I will live with him again. That I will see him again.  I hope you don’t mind mom but I’m going to read this.

Footprints in the Sand

One night I had a dream–
I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord
and across the sky flashed scenes from my life.
For each scene I noticed two sets of footprints,
one belonged to me and the other to the Lord.
When the last scene of my life flashed before me,
I looked back at the footprints in the sand.
I noticed that many times along the path of my life,
there was only one set of footprints.
I also noticed that it happened at the very lowest
and saddest times in my life.
This really bothered me and I questioned the Lord about it.
“Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you,
you would walk with me all the way,
but I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life
there is only one set of footprints.
“I don’t understand why in times when I needed you most,
you should leave me.”
The Lord replied, “My precious, precious child,
I love you and I would never, never leave you
during your times of trial and suffering.
“When you saw only one set of footprints,
it was then that I carried you.”
I know  the Lord was with my father this last 22 months.  He was with my mom. His faith was unremarkable.  I love you so much dad .  He taught me so many lessons in life .  He taught me how to be a man, a loving husband, and a father.  And I think the most prominent lesson was over the last 22 months  even at his worst times his worry was not about himself but was about mom.  i couldn’t have asked about a better father  for an example.  I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ..Amen.


Good afternoon.  I’m Anthony….that’s my dad.  This is going to be hard I know…so Amen.  Kidding.  Sometimes I use humor ineffectively most of the time.  It’s just a mask you know,  Just to mask my insecurities and self-doubt.  Sorry about that.  As you have heard today my dad is a lot of things to a lot of people.  David mentioned it and of course boy I really don’t want to throw him under the but I’m gunna.  Skyler obviously thinks he is his hero.  Skyler tattoo’s.  But to reiterate that point my dad was my hero.  And it would be impossible to articulate just all the reasons why he is my hero.  So I will just  touch on a few.  You have heard most of them so far and  I don’t have a lot of time like 4 1/2 more minutes so I’ll get on it.  My dad was a leader.  Of course the first real leader that I knew.  And if you knew my dad at all, you know that he had just a quiet strength about him.  His ability to lead is really very difficult to quantify.  But if you were around him, you were able to see it and feel it. He was teaching me about leadership well long before I knew he was teaching me about leadership. He called it discipline.  But he was teaching me lessons & kept teaching me lessons throughout his life and definitely has not stopped.  He taught me to respect someone’s position or their title.  But he taught me to lead by action and by example and that’s what he did  he was a leader by action and example. He was impeccable with his word.  He spoke with respect and integrity and he said what he meant and meant what he said.  When people would talk to him or he when he would talk to others or when I would talk to him, there was this overwhelming feeling of importance thing that you were the most important thing in his world at that moment  My dad is a special kind of leader and  he was very skilled at it and still is.  When we go through things, a taught to my mom and  hear stories the lessons that he taught, his leadership comes to light.  It’s said that smooth seas never made a skillful sailor.  And as some of you probably know as most of you probably know I was a parenting challenge.  But if I may I would just like to think that I just provided to context to hone his leadership skills.  And I’ll just keep thinking that if you don’t mind.  Just through my challenges I always just thought wow he’s just going to be so disappointed in me or wow he’s going to turn his back on me.  Like geez this is it.  You big dummy.  But he never would.  Not matter all storms and the rolling  seas I brought on myself mind you he was always there and he was like the lighthouse and I would think it was scary that would be it.  But when I would see him I would just feel that light from him.  He had a way about teaching those and my brothers and sister would know about the look.  And I’m sure there’s other looks you get from your fathers but my dad had the look and I don’t know how they felt when they saw the look but I  know how felt when I  when I saw the look.  It was this primal instinct to run and run fast because he was a fast runner.  But I didn’t run because he would catch me and it would be worse.  I didn’t know it at the time but looking back there was always a lesson that he was going to teach me. And I think I silently wanted that.  And looking back I am grateful yes graetful those lessons he taught me. My dad was a practical man as you heard from Brian and others.  How meticulous he was with his tools . How logical he was with math…He was sensible and he was wise and he had this amazing immeasurable foresight and I don’t know where he got it from.  But just thinking through the years how practical he was   David brought up the duct tape and some people would say just go buy a new pair of shoes there cheap man.  But it just made sense  they were now comfortable and also water proof. His Carhartt pants Bud I hope I’m not encroaching, I’ll throw the encroachment flag.  His Carhartt pants he would wear during curbing.  He wore them in, I say he worn them out.  I say you would get rips and he would get the duct tape and fix the rips.  And there Carhartt man just go buy a new pair of pants there like 30 bucks.  That’s like 6 bucks a year.  But he wouldn’t he would just duct tape them.  And it makes sense  because if anyone has owned a pair of double knee Carhartt pants it takes just about 3 years to break them to make them just right and that wouldn’t make much sense to start over.  I was talking to my mom about just their relationship and every body has problems and everybody has arguments and troubles.  And just about how they argued.  My mom said to me  “It was just so hard to argue with him because he was so dang logical”.  You know it’s true the saying that the saying  “logic is the beginning of wisdom and not the end”.  That’s Spock.  A lot of the times arguing with my dad it was the end it was the beginning and the end.  So he carried is theme practical and logical even when he knew the cancer was terminal.  And made sure everything was good for my mom.  What a great blessing.  That brought great comfort.  His sensibility, the saying is “logic him being just so practical.  Planning his funeral, picking out his picture, asking people to talk.  Even picking out his casket and going on to choose his casket. And I thought it’s because he believes in the Resurrection and everybody knows Costco has the best return policy.  As you heard, my dad had an amazing sense of humor.  Really, it was smart and it was subtle.  If you looked away for one second you might miss it and everybody would laugh and you well you missed it and well that was too bad.  I remember the first time I made my dad laugh.  Like a real belly laugh  Not like your so cute now be quiet.  It was on our way to Idaho and going through the south end of and me probably being pestering him. Are we there yet and where are we and my dad said Income and I said  something to the effect is that where the make income taxes. And just the joy it brought me to see him laugh because he had in infectious laugh and an amazing smile.  And if you lucky enough to be part of his quick wit and his smart and subtle humor it was a privilege.  He was never… his humor wasn’t ever dirty or inappropriate but sometimes you would say it just nudged the PG13 boundary.  As an inside joke, things like the hot blanket and his leveling bubble and so many other things that he would say during this difficult time that would bring levity and that feeling of joy to see him laugh and smile and make us laugh.  He was in such in pain those last weeks…but again he still  found humor.  Including the great funeral potatoes invetigation.  Which I don’t know if they ever solved the mystery.  We’ll find out today.  No pressure if you brought funeral potatoes today.  He was in such pain.  His feet were sore, his hands were sore.  It was hard to touch him but again he just found that comfort in making people laugh and smile.  Like with his feet.  They were so broken and sore we were trying to take care of his feet.  It was almost like he was just unconscious but then says why don’t you just put Bag Balm on it.  Bag Balm???? He said  If it works for the teet, then it would work for my feet.  And again very practical and the truth is it was amazing and it worked in a bout 24 hours so get some Bag Balm.  And last since I’m way over, his unconditional love and that’s been mentioned time and time again today how much he loved all of us unconditionally.  I feel like I tested that a lot.  That requires a lot of respect and integrity and understanding & supports  & compassion really to love  somebody love unconditionally.  He was able to see the best in people and could see the best in me.  And I was lucky for that.  When I would go astray, he would say to me just set your compass and know your heading. And that brought me a lot of comfort.  Again very practical.  Again a lot of comfort but if I would just reset my compass find my way.  His support was unwavering. I remember in my baseball career he was there all the time. He was at every game that I can remember. I know that was hard for him to get to the games.  It was  a hardship financially but he was always there. He would support me in all that I did.  When I would be on deck to go up to bat, he would go up to the fence and say  Hey Ant, pizza, pizza.  I don’t if a lot of my family knew what that meant at the time but back then Little Caesars had 2 pizza’s it was a deal it came in the paper and you would open it up it would smell good.  It was a night,  it was a pizza night like not Little Caesar’s Pizza is now which is just Tuesday or a Wednesday or tonight.  But it was a special deal and I know that it meant something to me.  What it meant was that if I got a home run he would go and get pizza for the family.  No pressure…right. But that’s not how he meant it.  It gave me confidence to go up and swing the bat. To see his face there  there and stand there and to hear him say  “hey Ant, pizza, pizza.  So it was awesome to see this unconditional love play out the last couple of years.  Just the relationship of my mom and dad evolved and turned into something amazing and what a privilege it was to watch that honestly.  As hard as it was, it was a privilege.  You could just see my mom she was standing sentinel over my dad taking care of him and him taking care of her. And although it was heart breaking, maddening and infuriating at times.  But if you looked closely, you could see that something beautiful was happening. So it was just an honor and a privilege to see that, to be a part of it.  It created this legacy of love, was able to see true love and do you think that happens every day. That’s Princess Bride.  I know things are going to get tough and I know things are going to get difficult and the storms are coming.  Those rolling seas are coming.  But, my dad is, my dad is standing sentinel over us.  If I set my compass then I’ll find my way.  Amen