We had just begun a four-hour drive to a family reunion so it wasn’t exactly a good time to stop; my fiance’s father John was driving and we were on a schedule. I really wanted to take a photograph of this red barn though. I had been talking about it for days before finally having this opportunity and didn’t want to just cruise past only to spend the rest of the drive dwelling on what I missed. I kindly asked if it might be okay for us to stop for just a few minutes so I could set up a quick photograph. To my delighted surprise, John agreed and patiently pulled his truck to the side of the road. It was in that moment I knew John had accepted me into the family.
On all our trips together since, he made a point to pull over whenever we saw a beautiful landscape. He was an incredibly patient and loving man. On May 4, John passed away from a cardiac pulmonary embolism. He was 68.
I am incredibly grateful for the time I had with this charming, good-spirited, amusing and lovable man. He will be deeply missed.