
My dad had the best sense of humor ever! He did the funniest things and we had the funnest times together!
I didn't really get to know him until I was about 14. My mom kept him out of my life until then. Once I got to know him and spend time with him, I started spending summers with him and staying with him every chance I got. Since my birthday is in December, during the summer, he would have a half-birthday for me. Half a cake, half my present, we had a good time!
I remember when Blaine and I were first dating and I was taking him home to meet my dad. I KNEW I shouldn't have called and told him I was bringing someone home to meet him!! The more I thought about it, the more worried I was and more sure I was that he was going to do something to totally embarrass me! I warned Blaine all the way there to expect anything....be prepared....don't let him scare you.... etc.
So we got to dad's...I walked in the door... and there sat my dad in the living room...in a lawn chair... in his underwear... his dentures not in his mouth... a fruit crate next to his chair....a can of beer on the crate... wearing socks and flip flops....and not a stick of furniture to be found anywhere in the living room!! I about died!!
I immediately said, "Dad, where is the furniture?" He stood up, came over, hugged me close and said in the worst possible southern accent ever..."now, honey....you know your daddy ain't got no furniture...there's no sense putting on like we got nice stuff just cuz you got yourself a boy." OH MY GOSH!! I didn't know whether to laugh, cry or choke him!!
Blaine just stood there very politely and tried not to laugh! After my dad was finished having his fun... he put his teeth back in, got dressed and he and Blaine went next door to the neighbor's shed and brought all the furniture back to the house!
I remember after we were married, I took the kids and was spending a week with Dad. The last time we would spend together... He took Travis to the sale barn for the day. Oh the fun they must have had. Travis was about 3 and he kept him out all day long! By the time they got home, we sat down to dinner and poor Travis fell asleep at the table and fell out of his chair! Grandpa wore him out! He doted on Travis and adored Amber and Tama and always wanted to spend time with them.
We were lucky enough that when Travis was just a baby, my dad, my aunt Mary (his sister), and my Uncle Ed (his brother) were all working road construction in Riverton (building the Sand Draw cut-off road) and parked their trailers at our house. What a great time that was in my life!
In January 1984, my dad, my hero, the man I thought would never leave...died. He was 44 years young. They said he had an aneurysm burst in his brain after surgery. I don't believe that. I think something happened from the surgery they did on his back two weeks earlier. Someday we will know the truth. It doesn't matter now. Either way, I lost my dad and my kids lost their grandpa before they ever got to know him.
I had wonderful aunts and uncles that tried to fill the void and make sure my children knew the Cole side of their family and made sure they knew all about their grandpa and what a great man he was. My Uncle John was so much like my dad! He was a wonderful surrogate grandpa for my kids! Uncle John left this world much too soon as well though and I miss him daily.
After Blaine and I went through the temple, we were doing some of my family's work in Billings in the temple. We were doing baptisms for my family when our nephew, Scott, was reading the names, one after the other... then he stopped, he looked at me...he said, "Aunt Kathy, was your dad's name James Luke Cole?" I said, "yes, it is" He said, he is here with us, and he is accepting this work. We did over 100 names that day. Scott had no idea who my dad was, it was the spirit testifying to him and letting me know, through Scott and the work we were doing, that my dad was there and that he loves me. I have felt my dad with me several times through the years and I know he watches over me and my family.
I miss my dad every day. So many things I want to share with him, so many times I wanted to ask his advice, so many times my son reminds me of him, so many times I have repeated one of his silly sayings or told one of his silly stories to someone.... I am so thankful for the knowledge I have that there is life after death and that I will see him again. I look forward to that day!
Happy Birthday, Daddy. I love you.