Four years ago this month the brain tumor was discovered and fifteen months ago Dad went to heaven. I miss Dad very much. I wish that Dad could have seen where Brendan and I live in Pittsfield, MA! Brendan and I love our house, we have been in it for 6 months this week. We have installed three ceiling fans, removed wallpaper from two rooms, put in a new sink faucet, and altered some of the landscaping on the property. There are many memories of Dad around our house: from the truck in the garage that Dad and I drove off the Dodge sales’ lot together to all the pandas in the panda room, each having their own story–most stories involving Dad.

Love, Amanda

1 year 3 months

The past few months have been filled with some extreme happenings, but there is always light at the end. Without Dad’s direction, some loose ends have come to light which puts pressure on all family members. I miss Dad’s advice and fatherly abilities. I think about him all the time and I use his motivation and courage to help me thought-out the days. He went down a long road of life with many challenges. He overcame these to bring himself to the respected man that he was. He then ventured through the cancer with hope and courage, showing just how strong he was. He never gave up hope and this is a lesson that I cherish from him.

~Jason

Thirty-seven years ago today Rhonda Suzanne Warner and Samuel J. Hassenbusch III (Hoppy) were married at 7pm at Ashland Avenue Methodist Church in St. Joseph, MO.

The words of Hoppy written on April 28, 1971:

Early this school year, I met a special female that has since changed my whole life pattern. This one woman has caused me to ask and to ponder such serious questions as what exactly is the small word that causes so many hearts to flutter like kites: love.