In Loving Memory
of

Charles W. Bixler

BIX

August 13, 1923

July 5, 1995



Two years ago the angels came and took away from earth, the greatest man I ever knew. He was my inspiration, my guide, and my biggest fan. Dad faced life with the most positive and realistic attitude of anyone I have ever met. He loved life beyond words. He never knew a stranger. He could be in a room with a thousand people and walk away with a thousand friends. He talked to everyone laughing, joking, and caring about everyone he met.

Dad worked for over 42 years as a carman on the Norfolk and Southern Railroad. He provided us with everything we needed, but more than material things, we had his love. If you ask me, he loved me the most, and if you ask anyone of my sisters or brothers, he loved them the most. If you asked each of his 18 grandchildren, he loved each of them the most. He had the ability to make everyone he loved feel so special and unique.

Not a day has gone by that I have not thought of him and yearned to hear his voice, and feel his touch or to listen to him laugh and joke. The man was never without smile and laughter. He could make fun out of the most horrendous situations and with all of us kids, believe me he and Mom had their share of rough times. But, he hung in there, facing his hardships with as much passion as he did the good times. Always finding a way to improve each situation. He stood true to his convictions, he lived those beliefs each and everyday, not wavering or buckling under to pressure from the world around him. And for this he was respected and admired for being a man of his word.

In August of 1994, he was faced with his greatest challange of all....cancer. He was diagnosed with an asbestos related cancer called, mesothelioma. It is incurable, inoperable and untreatable. There was nothing to be done. Radiation was prescribed in an effort "...to buy you time and help with the pain." Dad had 40,000 rads of radiation done to him and the cancer still grew, not to be defied. A tumor actually grew out from between his ribs and got to be the size of a grapefruit. He kept a positive attitude throughout telling me "..I know I can beat this." Finally, acceptance of his fate taking over, Dad spent his last days preparing US for his departure. He wanted to stay here so bad. "If only I could take you kids and your Mother with me." he used to say to me.

Finally, July 5, 1995 at 2:20 a.m. Dad went with the angels who came to lead his way to heaven. I know his pain is gone, he is laughing and joking in heaven.

In spite of my grief, I have learned to accept his passing all the while knowing I will see him again. I know that by listening to my fathers words, and living by his example and by loving God, I will be led to heaven by the angels and Dad will be there, waiting and holding out his hands and arms to me once again.

Thank you Dad for life's lessons you have taught me along the way. For the example that you set for me. For being always there to help even the times I really didn't want it! :) I am so proud to be your daughter. Love, Cindy






WHAT CANCER CANNOT DO

Cancer is so limited
It cannot cripple love.
It cannot shatter hope,
It cannot corrode faith.
It cannot eat away peace.
It cannot destroy confidence.
It cannot kill friendship.
It cannot shut out memories.
It cannot silence courage.
It cannot invade the soul.
It cannot reduce eternal life.
It cannot quench the spirit.
It cannot lesson the power of the
resurection.


Author Unknown




After Glow
I'd like the memory of me to be a happy one.
I'd like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done.

I'd like to leave an echo whispering softly down the way,
Of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days.

I'd like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun
Of happy memories that I leave
When life is done.

Carol Mirkel




My First Christmas in Heaven

I see the countless Christmas Trees around the world below,
with tiny lights, like heaven's stars, reflecting on the snow.
The sight is so spectacular, please wipe away that tear,
for I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.
I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear, but
the sounds of music can't compare with the Christmas choir up
here.

I have no words to tell you, the joy their voices bring,
for it is beyond description, to hear the angels sing.

I know how much you miss me. I see the pain inside your heart,
but I am not so far away. We really aren't apart. So be happy
for me dear ones. You know I hold you dear,
and be glad I'm spending Christmas, with Jesus Christ this year.

I send you each a special gift, from my heavenly home above.
I send you each a memory of my undying love.
After all "love" is a gift, more precious than pure gold.
It was always most important in the stories Jesus told.
Please love and keep each other, as my Father said to do,
for I can't count the blessings or love He has for each of you.

So have a Merry Christmas and wipe away that tear.
Remember, I'm spending Christmas, with Jesus Christ this year.

-Author Unknown-

This page created by Cindy on July 4, 1997 and updated on Nov. 18,1998




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