Wednesday, September 14, 2011

How Do You Say Goodbye~ When You Never Got To Say Goodbye?

William E. Nation

William Nation, 63, lifelong resident of St. Joseph, passed away Tuesday, September 13, 2011 at his residence.

Bill was born February 3, 1948 to Albert Nation and Mary Miester in St. Joseph. In 1966, he graduated from Lafayette High School and was a veteran in the U.S. Army. He worked for Finney Concrete and A-1 Concrete Construction as a truck driver, from where he retired. Bill enjoyed spending time at Big Lake, where he enjoyed fishing. He also enjoyed artistic painting, cooking, and gardening.

Preceding him in death are his parents; two brothers, John Furgeson and Chuck Catron; and two sisters, Sharon K. Fuller and Ruth Cordonnier.

He is survived by his longtime companion of the home, Kathy Allen; one son, William (Tara) Nation-Martinez; two daughters, Carrie (Brian) Shindorf and Angela (Doug) Hall; 12 grandchildren, one great-grandchild, and several nieces and nephews.

Funeral services will be 12 noon Thursday at Bible Baptist Temple, St. Joseph, with visitation from 10 a.m. to 12 noon Thursday at the church. Interment will be in Leavenworth National Cemetery, Leavenworth, Kan. Brother Gary Williams will be officiating.

Isaiah 41:10

King James Version (KJV)

Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness.

~My Heart Is Breaking~


This morning started as any other day. I jumped out of bed with my Tuesday to do list playing in my head. We had homeschool classes and I was going to try to get to our new church to paint the Nursery. Funny how you can boast of tomorrow and what you may do. Only today my to do list was set aside ~ so unimportant for at 7:00 AM I got a call from my baby brother who was at the Fire Station when he heard a call come over the radio. Only this address was an address not like any other he had heard~ for it was our Father's address. He was found this morning in his yard~ he had passed on to Glory.

 Many years ago my father prayed and asked Jesus to come into his heart~ it is the only comfort that is easing this broken heart of mine.

William Ely Nation was only 63 years old. He had beautiful handwriting for a man. He loved to fish. He loved his children. He was a talented painter~ artist. He loved and had compassion on any stray animal. I knew that as long as my father was alive no one would ever hurt me and live to tell about it.  He was my Dad~ and I will have an empty whole in my heart for the rest of my days in this life. I wished I had told him goodbye. I wished I would have had the chance to hug him and tell him I loved him. I wished we could have spent the day together~just fishing.

Why do we wait until death to remember that life is short and it is oh so fragile?  Kiss your loved ones~ hold  them a little tighter~ hug your parents and tell the that you love them. Don't let things go unspoken ~mend your fences. Really do it today~ you may not have tomorrow!

I love you Dad~

Psalm 23

King James Version (KJV)

 1The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
 2He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
 3He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
 4Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
 5Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
 6Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.



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