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I've been on here reading mostly, posted once or twice over the past couple weeks, but finally starting to mentally reckon with everything.  

To the point, on January 14, my father (the one who got me into trains, lifelong member of the Boy Scouts, Korean War veteran, player in the Cincinnati Reds minor league system) passed away after a reappearance of his pancreatic cancer, one which he was not physically strong enough to endure any kind of treatments.

I've found myself numb and hurt, accompanied with the horrifying thoughts of watching him deteriorate from around Christmas time until he passed.

Now I've been helping my mom with all the paperwork for transferring his pension from when he worked with the City of Philadelphia, his life insurance, things like that.  Also, arranging for parts of his collections (coins, vintage baseball cards, and of course trains) that are not being kept to be worked out for sale.

It's a very painful time right now, but trying to keep the memories good and happy.  One thing is that he left me an amazing train collection, one that I will be a faithful custodian of, and make sure he lives on in as many ways as possible.

Just wanted to send that out, to share with the folks here.  I've spoken with many of you on here and even seen you at shows (my father and I probably both met some of you at shows!)

Thank you for your time in reading this.  I'm looking forward to staying aboard here, as running trains and reading about them has always been a healer for me.

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I am truly sorry about your loss, my dad passed away a number of years ago and there isn't a day when I don't think about him.  We shared the love of trains the way you and your dad did, and one of the things that still brings me a lot of comfort even so many years later is remembering that shared love, and that, and the other gifts he left me that have become apparent over time, have made it in some ways like he never left, as much as I miss him. 

Can't say it will get easier, at this point it is the memories and hopefully good feelings they bring that will help you thru. Had a friend pass away from that some years back. He was in such good shape his Army uniform from Vietnam still fit, had run the Marathons and was working on another. Within 4 months of diagnosis he passed and the treatment was so horrific his wife had a closed casket.

Eddie,

First, I am so sorry to learn of the loss of your father and I am thinking of you in my prayers. I lost my own dad almost two years ago and at first it was a very sad time, then as time passed , I started to think more of the funny and good times we had together. I also feel that time spent praying and asking for the Lords help in overcoming my sadness helped greatly and also knowing that my father is with my father in Heaven forever.

                           Jon

Hello Eddie, I understand your situation. I learned my love of playing golf and model railroading from my father. I lost him about 45 years ago and when I make a good or bad shot, I silently think of him as I do when I run my trains, which, like him, uses  equipment from the Boston & Maine RR. The thoughts of him will never go away and I don't want them to, either.

It is very sad to lose a parent and like yourself I miss those that have passed;  mom, dad, my first wife, all my aunts, uncles, in-laws and a few cousins. While I feel your pain consider that we were blessed to have many great memories with family that are indelible in our hearts. As a Christian and a man of faith, I firmly believe that the separation from our lost loved ones will only be temporary.

Sending prayers your way. Lost my Mom in October. She loved Dept 56 buildings setting up a Christmas village every year during the holiday season. No visit to my house was complete until she had a visit to my basement layout. Always gave her the biggest smile and everything I created she thought was wonderful. 

Sadness means we had tremendous parents. I hope the great memories of your Dad comfort you in the months and years to come.,

Eddie, I lost Dad in '98 and felt a loss because I never got to say goodbye, he passed while I was away on a business trip and I got the call in the middle of the night. We never had a shared hobby or connected memories, but I see him in things every day, my kids, my own habits, even my image in the mirror, he and I often were mistaken as brothers. 

Learning to remember the good and fun times will ease the pain, but the loss will always be there. Enjoy those trains, it not only makes new memories, it replenishes the memories you shared with him. Name a station or feature on your layout in tribute, that will bring a smile more often than a tear, and share your Dad with all who encounter your layout.

My condolences and prayers for you and the family.

Ron

I know your pain, this Monday will be one year since my Dad passed, and it still hurts a lot.  While he wasn't a train guy himself (USAF) he did everything he could for me so I could enjoy my hobby, taking me for train rides on real and miniature railroads, making sure Santa brought me train stuff every Christmas, taking detours to chase a train.  He went to great lengths to get me my first Lionel set in 1953.  We were stationed in the territory of Alaska then, and Dad was flying F-94's over the Bering intercepting Soviet interlopers.  There weren't any Lionel sets to be found at the BX or in town, so he asked one of his buddies who was flying down to Seattle to find one.  So I received a Lionel Scout set that had been flown to our home, not in Santa's sleigh, but in a jet fighter.  

I sure miss him.

Eddie, condolences and prayers for you and your family.

I just lost my father this past September, the day after my wife and I moved to California.  Dad and Mom moved to Phoenix from Philadelphia in 2003.  Before they moved we were building an N scale layout in their basement, the same basement we had all of our Christmas layouts when I was a kid.  After they moved, and my subsequent dismantling of my layout before we moved, he never got to see my layout.  At least now I'm only a few hours drive to see Mom instead of across the country.

hi Eddie, 

Thanks for your post. Your dad led an amazing life and he was very fortunate to have you as a son.  I don't know the entire pecking order of cancers, but I think  pancreatic cancer is among the most difficult to overcome, so that is very painful to see happen to a loved one.  Coins, vintage baseball cards, and trains are the trifecta of great hobbies, and hopefully you will find some joy in going thru them.

When my dad passed, I needed to take care of his estate.  Some things just made me laugh: some of his clothes were a bit tattered, mainly the underwear, yet he had five brand new packages in the closet.  This was not a matter of finances, but just old habits from growing up during the depression.    Typical of dad, he always had spares, even headlight lamps for cars that he had not owned for  30 years... 

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So sorry Eddie for your loss and thank you for sharing your thoughts of him with us. I have yet to deal with this pain. My father is 82 now and mom 79. Sharing your feelings helps all of us, who still have our parents, realize how precious the time we spend with them is and that each visit can be our last. It's a wake up call to increase those number of visits and spend more time with them. I will be seeing them both today and your post will be on my mind. It will help me to absorb every word they say and stamp those words and visions of them in my memory more so then ever.

Eddie,

I am sorry for your loss.  Back in 2014, my parents passed within two weeks of each other;  Dad from heart failure and Mom from a fall (and a broken heart). 

All I can tell you is that loving parents make lasting bonds with their children.  Not even death can separate us from the love they poured into our hearts.  Gradually, ever so gradually, the pain will be replaced with the wonderful memories you shared.

I saw this verse on a piece of statuary in a nursery somewhere in eastern Ohio.  It struck a chord:

"If tears could build a stairway,

and memories a lane,

I'd walk right up to heaven

and bring you home again."

 

All the best,

George

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