It is with heavy heart that I pay tribute to one of the greatest men I’ve had the privilege to know in my lifetime.
June 11,1935 – January 16, 2018
My high school principal, my father-in-law, my mentor as an educator, and my friend.
If you’ve never read it, I want to share with you a little poem entitled, The Dash, by Linda Ellis.
But first, I want to say, every moment of George Fowler’s dash was well spent! 👍
I read of a man who stood to speak at the funeral of a friend. He referred to the dates of the tombstone from the beginning… to the end.
He noted that first came the date of birth and spoke of the following date with tears, but he said what mattered most of all was the dash between those years.
For that dash represents all the time that they spent alive on earth. And now only those who loved them know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not, how much we own, the cars…the house…the cash. What matters is how we live and love and how we spend our dash.
So, think about this long and hard. Are there things you’d like to change? For you never know how much time is left that can still be rearranged.
If we could just slow down enough to consider what’s true and real. And always try to understand the way other people feel.
And be less quick to anger and show appreciation more. And love the people in our lives like we’ve never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect and more often wear a smile, remembering that this special dash might only last a little while.
So, when your eulogy is being read, with your life’s actions to rehash… would you be proud of the things they say about how you spent YOUR dash?
Let’s all make our dash matter!
The number of lives George Fowler has touched between his dash is impossible for us to count. His playing fields run the gamut. From military, education, church, and family and friends. The man was a legend. His dash should be in the boldest of fonts. I hope and pray that Mr. George Fowler is somehow able to look down from heaven with pride as we all commemorate his DASH!
June 11, 1935 —–January 16, 2018
I love and miss you and promise to take care of your son! Thank you for all you’ve taught me over the years, but most of all, thank you for my Village Inn breakfast! ❤
Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name, you are mine. Isaiah 43:1