Friday, July 28, 2017
I met your Dad a long time ago. Maybe 30 years ago. It was at a Ham Radio club meeting. He was sitting in mid-room with only one empty chair beside him.
Me, Young Dan, extremely handsome, and absolutely new to the Ham Radio Club chose to sit beside this good looking fellow named Lin. "May I sit here?" I asked. "Absolutely", he said, "and tell me your name."
Within 2 seconds, Lin and I struck a note. "I will tell you my name if you tell me yours.".
"My name is Lin"...
"My name is Dan, and I will never forget you.". You are the first ham I have ever met in person.
We sat side by side throughout the meeting. Being new, I would lean and look your dads' way for acknowledgement or disapproval on the issues at hand. He would send me his approval with one blink of his eye, accompanied with a quick, yet discernible nod.
We, together got that quick between us. I would nod back without looking at him.
Now, if a motion arose in the radio meeting that I was not totally party too, I would tend to stand to voice my opinion, as anyone would.. Your Dad Len would casually, without notice, grasp my arm and softly say wait Dan, Wait.
I loved your Dad. He had a unique way. He showed me softness, patience, and kindness. A very good friend. My sincerest condolences to his family.
God bless you all. And Lin...as you sit on Gods' knee, you strum that harp Buddy ... even if your fingers don't work quite right ... giv'er Lin. VE9DAN
