Dean L. Bierly Jr. Nov. 19,1954 - Dec. 18,2003

Today my father would have been 50 years of age. Instead, today we spread his ashes over the mountain that he spent his early years wandering about. My father and I did not have the greatest of relationships but as time goes by I'm beginning to understand the man more and more. It seems odd, but at times when I disagree with Mom she tells me that I'm so much like my father. I used to get upset about that... now I'm kinda proud. My dad was the kind of guy who didn't back down, he believed what he believed and you were not gonna change his mind. He had an amazing sense of humor, he laughed at everything. Laughed in the face of adversity, broke the tension by making everyone laugh and I hope I have inheirited that. I do not have the words to properly express the gamut of emotions surging through me... Anguish, love, contentment, pride they are all there. I just wanna say that I love you, Dad!



"God Saw You Getting Tired"

God saw you getting tired
When a cure was not to be.
So He wrapped His arms around you,
And whispered, “Come unto me”.
You didn’t deserve what you went through,
And so He gave you rest.
God’s garden must be beautiful,
He only takes the best.
So when I saw you sleeping,
So peaceful and free from pain.
I could not wish you to come back,
to suffer that all again.


~ Author: Unknown