The gift of a friend

It is with a sad heart that I write our dear friend and neighbor Mr. H. passed away yesterday. He and his wife have been one of the best neighbors we've ever had. Mr. H was a friend and great Mentor to our son's especially our Kaleb. He was a kind and gentle man always willing to "play" with Kaleb. Every spring he'd take Kaleb out to look at the pear tree in his yard almost daily they looked at that tree. His love for children and his patience for them was an endearing quality. Kaleb would knock on his door daily to see if he could come out and "play" mind you Mr. H was 80 and he'd always take the time to at least walk around the yard with Kaleb to talk or sometimes they'd have things to do together. How I wish I had written down some of the wisdom he shared with Kaleb. He would discuss the bible with Lucas our oldest and give out candy to them both. When Roman was born he got tears in his eyes when holding him and said he loved children and I know that holding our newborn was the best part of his day that day. He was a Christian man who shared so much with our kids, just being a friend and mentor. If every young boy or child for that matter had a Mr. H in their lives to mentor them for even a short period of time how enriched that childs life would be. I pray that Kaleb and Lucas remember the time they spent with Mr H. for he taught them so many things and shared his time in a way many elderly people don't these days. His gift of time teaching things and talking, his gift of patience and his gift love have been more than he'll ever know he gave my children.