I have read many many tributes/obituaries over the years that start off with a paragraph going through the whole family tree - Beloved Husband, Great Father, etc. The thing is, with my dad his family was his life - but that was just the baseline. Dad loved people and he especially loved children. He had many many friends. In fact, I can't remember him disliking anyone.
If Dad had an Achilles heel it was that he worried about everything - no matter how big or how trivial. He worried about worrying, Even being sick and barely able to talk he mouthed to my Mom the words Date and then Registration - he knew the car registration was expiring and that was what he was thinking - enough said.
With all his family, friends, and acquaintances the center of my father world was my mother. He adored her and would do anything for her. Their bond was so strong and it will never be broken. Even as his illness worsened he would not give up - even when the doctors said he was at the end - He simply didn't want to leave hid family.
This is love and devotion in its purest form. That memory of his strength and courage will be with me, and my family, forever.