I have a brother suffering from terminal cancer who uses my Dad's cell phone now. He was at the hospital this week receiving some out patient treatment. I called him and he was not in range and so I got the voice mail message.
My brother had not changed it yet and it was my Dad'd voice.
I called that number five times to hear his voice again. He used to call me here in Idaho three or four times a week. It was good to hear him and bask in hios voice for a few moments and it welled me up as I thought of the coming years without his direct association...and yet rejoicing in the knowledge of where he is now.
Best Fregards to you. It falls to us now to pass the torch of faith, honor, virtue, integrtiy and freedom to those coming behind us...just like they did to us for all of those years in their own way.
Same kind of situation here, except my sister forwarned me of the message. I haven't called to hear it. I hear dad's voice and moral direction from my childhood. That's plenty.
Those lessons will carry me through. My CO asked how the family was doing (after Dad's death), and I had to honestly tell the Captain that we're doing what we were taught.... We're moving forward with life and marriages and births and all of those things that Roy taught us were important.
/john