tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13848710329489186722011-08-02T05:32:52.895-07:00For over 76 years, he carried his name across the world. He touched lives everywhere he went. Stop here a while and tell us your story about how he affected your life.Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01497158568959763153noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384871032948918672.post-2460704113080574252008-10-02T07:27:00.001-07:002008-10-02T07:28:35.270-07:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I knew the world would stop<br />When you stopped being in it<br />It was as if you were the reason it turned<br />Even though I knew this wasn’t true<br /><br />You stopped and it continued<br />I stayed in it continuing as well<br />The part of me that belonged to you<br />Still ties our worlds together<br /><br />Here in expanding life<br />There in the finished life<br />We are bound forever<br />By this cord we wove in life<br /><br />As I walk and sometimes run<br />Life is full and yet missing a part<br />That part, however, is never far<br />I feel you with me everyday<br /><br />In nearly fifty years<br />I never fully considered<br />What life would be like<br />Without you where you were<br /><br />There is no phone I can use<br />There is no quick drive<br />There is no email return<br />None of these bring you to me<br /><br />There is one place I can go<br />One place where I always find you<br />It is the one place<br />Where I miss you the most<br /><br />In my heart<br />You are there<br />One of the places<br />Your world kept turning<br /><br />This is the place you had in life<br />That was covered by your presence<br />The overlooked, taken for granted place<br />That never stopped when life did<br /><br />Every story adds to you<br />Every old friend I talk with<br />In our common circle<br />Brings more of you to my heart<br /><br />Over a year and a half<br />And you are more today<br />Than you were then<br />Less than you will be tomorrow<br /><br />I love you dad<br />More than ever<br /><br />Thanks<br /><br />Ron Simpson, Jr.<br />October 2, 2008</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1384871032948918672-246070411308057425?l=whowillrememberme.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01497158568959763153noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384871032948918672.post-44656566406025277962007-03-08T20:05:00.000-08:002007-03-08T20:09:25.779-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lmuVyBIXFYg/RfDdk-5BuZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4jSnftNHdI4/s1600-h/Dad.jpg.orig"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039771610454800786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 439px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="378" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lmuVyBIXFYg/RfDdk-5BuZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4jSnftNHdI4/s320/Dad.jpg.orig" width="262" border="0" /></a> Ronald Simpson Sr.</div><div align="center">July 1930 - March 2006<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1384871032948918672-4465656640602527796?l=whowillrememberme.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01497158568959763153noreply@blogger.com17