Today is the anniversary of my deceased husband’s birth so I am writing a tribute to the unique spirit he was as a human. He was born on Friday, July 13, 1928 under the sign of Cancer and would have been 90 years old today. The number 13 was his lucky number. Wikipedia gives the following horoscope information about Cancer.
It is the 4th House in the Zodiac. The Latin motto is Genitor with the translation of parent. The modern title is House of Home and Family. The interpretation is Ancestry, heritage, roots. Early foundation and environment. Mother of mothers as figure. The caretaker of the household. Comfort. Cyclic end of matters.
When I read the above description about Cancer, I thought how perfectly that description fit his life. He was a man who loved his birth home, his Mother, Father, his brothers, as well as his children and his married home. At times, he was a Mother to his children. He was the caretaker of the household and the comforter for his family as long as they needed him. As a Los Angeles Police Officer, he was a caretaker and comforter of humanity, of those who were lost and needed assistance. He had many businesses on the side while working for the Police Department. He was a handyman with many skills for fixing things around and in a home. He loved working and being busy. He had a sense of when cycles were to end, when it was time to retire from the Police Department, when it was time to sell his business, when it was time to move, when it was time to stop working, stop driving, and when it was time to leave his body on June 3, 2014.
He was a simple man, with great love for his country, serving as a Military Policeman in the US Army, for his fellow officers, for his workers, for his neighbors, and for anyone who needed assistance. He loved the outdoors, whether it was working in the yard, going hiking, water-skiing, or travel to domestic and foreign lands. He was an explorer interested in what the next idea, invention, road, highway, town, state, or country would open for him.
In many ways he was a shy man, not one to talk a lot, but when he spoke, others listened. He had a way of observing life without talking about it that was revealing as a spiritual practice. He was very clear about the reasons he did not like some people. He did not often change his mind.
He was a person most everyone liked immediately as he had a presence about him that drew one; he knew who he was. He was a tall man, 6’4″, weighed 210 lbs., had a good build, and was handsome with beautiful skin. He was a man’s man and a gentleman. Women were attracted to him. He chose his body well for the spiritual lessons he would learn in his life, for the choices he would make in all areas, and for the legacy he would leave.
His favorite times were with family and friends in our home with food and conversation. His heart was happy and his soul was at peace during these times.
He was a man of courage even when he was afraid. There was a strength in him that overrode the fear. One time when our car was being towed down a fairly steep hill, we watched as the car trailer begin to sway from one side of the freeway to the other pulling the tow vehicle with it, then both overturned on the side of the road. He pulled in behind them, was out of the car instantly, ran to open the door to the overturned tow vehicle to see if they were alright and to assist them in getting out of the vehicle. When we were discussing it later, I told him it made me sick to my stomach to see that. He said it did him also. He overrode his own feelings to assist the others, which was just one example in many for others to follow.
Each of us has Spirit guiding us and the opportunity to stay open and follow this guidance. Spirit was so strong within him that he could withstand the many tests that came his way and stay the course. Spirit guided his life so magnificently and still does.
Now that I have some distance from his passing and can see him more objectively as a man, on this his birthday, I honor the beautiful, loving, courageous Spirit he was in the human form, and is in Spirit form now.
Reggie sees him in Spirit form when he is around as he stares off into space following him. He likes him better now that he is in Spirit form as he entertains Reggie and watches over him. Nancy and Reggie♥