I got to Minot late last night, but in time to help Mom, Sue, and Pat finalize Dad's obituary and make a few of the final decisions.
I just wanted to get a few things down when I haven't had time to analyze and reanalyze.
My Dad was a man of his generation: Speak softly and carry a big stick. He wasn't very good at showing emotion and the words were few and far between. He did really soften up as he got older, and the grandkids really pushed him to open up and show more of his big heart.
His was a kind and gentle soul. Always the defender of the underdog, the weak and the lame, he was not a man who coveted things or money. A "good enough" car and a "good enough" house were all you really needed. He was proud of soldiers and admired the military but was greatly bothered by war and the death and destruction that is so common.
He loved his Minnesota Twins and his Minnesota Vikings and was always able to say "there's always next year."
All the Towle's and many members of the extended Towle/Knudson clans will be here this weekend to help us celebrate a life. The funeral will be Monday morning, January 19th.
In the words of Steve Goodman:
"...no one ever knew a more charming creature on this earth than My Old Man."
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