Church coma

When we were kids, we were highly amused by Dad falling asleep sitting at church.
After a hard week at work and usually a Saturday spent on projects, Sunday morning spent listening to the calm drone of monotone speakers at the pulpit, proved too much..
His head and eyes would grow heavy and we would giggle then poke him if he started to snore.







So now he is sleeping most of the day.. just sleeping.. Mike says he is in a Church Coma.


I hope that his dreams are of the happy times and his heart remembers the love..


Although in recent years he no longer attended church services, he never lost his moral compass..
and still believed in the teachings of years ago.. 
A true 'do unto others', family first, kind of guy..


We all love you Dad..