Wednesday, February 22, 2012


There is no denying it - my Dad was a great man. He loved us unconditionally, he always had a listening ear, wanted to make sure everyone was doing their best, treated my Mom with the utmost respect and love, and thought his grandchildren hung the moon. I'm so sad for a million reasons but one of the reasons is because my boys won't remember how great he was besides stories that I tell them. Even at age 6, Hughes will only remember a few things.

The last time I saw Dad alive was when I was having lunch with him and Mom on the Thursday before he died. He was wearing his normal Auburn attire. Dad and I agreed that Mom is always running late and how it drives us both nuts. Dad talked about how proud he was of David and how excited he was for our move to DC. Before he left, he got right down on eye-level with Banks and said "PopPop loves you" while pointing to him. He always left the boys like this. I gave him a kiss and then they were off to the creekhouse to drop off some things. That was it.

What I am thankful for is the relationship that I had with him. It was a great one. Sure, every time I called home and he answered he immediately said "here's your mama". He wasn't one to chat on the phone. Even his voicemail on his cell phone says "leave a message". I can understand why the majority of my high school friends were scared to death of him. He had a gruff voice, said few words, and had a dry sense of humor. Not until later in life did they realize what a softie my Dad really was.

He was a great shag partner and we knew each other's moves. He made the best collards and loved to grill. He was one of the hardest working men I have ever known and truly enjoyed it. Do you know any other retired airline pilots who also practice pharmacy in their spare time?

He was the most comfortable in an old Auburn t-shirt and khaki shorts. He saw no need in trying to impress people. He did get dressed-up but only if Mom told him he needed to. He wore his hats too high on his head and would often push his glasses halfway up his forehead. And he always had on his Auburn belt.

Hughes and PopPop

BecBec and PopPop with the grandkids before Collins was born

In Hilton Head at the beach last summer. We spent a week with PopPop and BecBec just relaxing and enjoying the pool and beach.

Collins and PopPop napping on the porch at the creekhouse.

At Disney World, starting the Buzz Lightyear ride. I think PopPop had the most fun. We also spent a week with them down in Orlando this past November.

At Disney before the stunt car show.

I think this is at Disney, too.

Last family photo at the Wimberly Dinner during Christmas.

I've been told that one day the pain won't be as painful and the emptiness won't feel so empty. Right now, I feel like I am only a shell. One day the sun will shine again and I will find my smile but for now I'm taking it hour by hour, day by day.

My Dad was a great man.


Stacey Iofredo said...

This is a beautiful post. I hate that you are having to deal with his loss...not fair. I love you lots and am thinking of you. xo

USCEmily said...

What a wonderful tribute to your dad, Anne Wimberly! This made me smile and brought tears to my eyes all at the same time. Your description of your dad answering the phone made me chuckle to myself, as that's EXACTLY what my dad does if he answers the phone!
My prayers will continue to be with you as you deal with the pain and sadness that losing someone so special brings.

Nancy said...

My heart is breaking for you, Anne Wimberly. I know the pain of this must be unbearable. I am praying for you and your family. Thanks for sharing your dad with us in this post!

Beth said...

Beautiful post. I am sure it took great courage to write it, and I pray you look back one day and smile when you read it. As I put in my e-mail, I have always loved looking at the posts about your family. I will pray for all of you.

Rebecca said...

Your dad was an Amazing man, father, community leader, faithful servant, and the list goes on. I can clearly hear his voice calling your name for something serious and also answering the phone and passing it along to you in highschool. One thing that was always obvious was his love for you!
I'm thinking of you and your family.

The Crotwell Family said...

Anne Wimberly,
I've been thinking about you and reading this post gives me a tiny glimpse into the remarkable man your dad must have been. Thanks for sharing this and words can't make you feel better but I just want you to know that we are in prayer for you and your family.

Courtney said...

Anne Wimberly - I'm not sure how you wrote this post, but I'm glad you did. It is a beautiful tribute to your dad. Your last family picture together is precious. Thank you for sharing it, and my prayers are with you.

deidre martin booker said...

anne wimberly,
what a beautiful post about your dad. i'm so glad you have such sweet photographs of him with the boys. i have been praying for you. sending you hugs. love, deidre

Caroline said...

So very sorry for your loss, Anne Wimberly. I will pray for peace and comfort.

Caroline said...

Anne Wimberly, Wow, your dad sounds incredible. What a fantastic tribute to him. My heart breaks for you. I know exactly how you are feeling. I am so sorry. May God bring you and your family strength and comfort. Many hugs!