 
 
of 
Harold Robert Minkus

Although he is gone from my sight I know he will
always be right here beside me in my heart.  To help me
through all my tough times, to guide me, to be right here
beside me.  He left me only in body.  He will now be my
angel to watch over me and guide me through my life.
So when you're feeling down and you think no one is
around, just look up and say a prayer.  It is then that he
will be there to help you through these times.  So do not
shed a tear because he is not here.  If you must shed a
tear, then shed a happy tear, for he will always be here.
For now he is my angel to watch over me from the heavens
above.
Author Unknown




  


 
 
July 9, 1922 - December 9, 1998
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THE BEGINNING
 
Dad was the first of 3 brothers and was born in Caledonia, Michigan.
 
  1937 - Graduation from Junior High School 
 
1941 - Graduation from High School
 
 
Taken from the Class Year Book
 
Dad was a hard working man - often times he worked 2 jobs at the beginning  
During my school years, Dad was very supportive - often helping me with my homework, 
 
This was taken at a local horse show that had become 
 
This is the last car acquired by Dad just before retirement.
 
Dad retired from Lockheed Corp and went on to work for Rockwell Corp -   
 
His whole life, Dad loved old cars. I remember going with him several times 
 
After retirement, Dad volunteered at his church Bookstore. 
 
This is the last Birthday Card I received from Dad. 
In the end, Dad had also become my best friend.  A person I could talk to 
 
Dad is in the top row - left corner
 
 
to support a wife and 4 kids. He would work days at Lockheed as a draftsman
and nights at McDonalds -I remember those hamburgers, fries and shakes
he would bring home.
particularly math.  He was also an avid reader (which continued until his death)
and was instrumental in instilling in me the love of books.
 
 
an annual event for Dad and myself.

 
also as a draftsman.  He retired from Rockwell in 1987.
 
to antique car exibitions. He collected many books and calandars of old cars.
This is a picture he had hanging on his bedroom wall. 
 
This was given in appreciation of his work.
He knew how much I liked cats....
about anything, who was non-judgemental.  In a sense, when he died I 
lost two people; my Dad and my best friend.

 

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