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Frederick Robert “Fritz” Rennie Jr.

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Frederick Robert “Fritz” Rennie Jr.

Birth
London, Middlesex County, Ontario, Canada
Death
16 Sep 2016 (aged 68)
London, Middlesex County, Ontario, Canada
Burial
London, Middlesex County, Ontario, Canada Add to Map
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My Dad was taken to soon.. i loved him dearly.. he passed away September 16, 2017. He was sick for awhile. It was hard seeing him that way. How bad his legs where.. He was always there for me, even more so when i had my daughter. He loved her so much. His only grandchild. She loved him so much, she called him Papa. When i had her, my dad met me at 8am at the hospital, he was to work but went back to office and told them where he was going.. He stayed all day.. over nite.. and didnt leave till about 9pm next day. It meant the world to me. He was a man with an amazing heart. He liked to help when he could. Not just to me but others as well. I know he is in no more pain, and is with my mom and family up in heaven. Watching down on all of us. I miss him so dearly. I love my dad to the moon and back. Forever in my heart. I have picked out a song for him. Like i did for my mom and grandparents. Daddy's Hand by Holly Dunn...

I remember daddy's hands folded silently in prayer
And reachin' out to hold me, when I had a nightmare
You could read quite a story in the callous' and lines
Years of work and worry had left their mark behind
I remember daddy's hands how they held my mama tight
And patted my back for something done right
There are things that I'd forgotten that I loved about the man
But I'll always remember the love in daddy's hands
Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin'
Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I'd done wrong
Daddy's hands weren't always gentle but I've come to understand
There was always love in daddy's hands
I remember daddy's hands workin' 'til they bled
Sacrificed unselfishly just to keep us all fed
If I could do things over, I'd live my life again
And never take for granted the love in daddy's hands
Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin'
Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I'd done wrong
Daddy's hands weren't always gentle but I've come to understand
There was always love in daddy's hands
Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin'
Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I'd done wrong
Daddy's hands weren't always gentle but I've come to understand
There was always love in daddy's hands
My Dad was taken to soon.. i loved him dearly.. he passed away September 16, 2017. He was sick for awhile. It was hard seeing him that way. How bad his legs where.. He was always there for me, even more so when i had my daughter. He loved her so much. His only grandchild. She loved him so much, she called him Papa. When i had her, my dad met me at 8am at the hospital, he was to work but went back to office and told them where he was going.. He stayed all day.. over nite.. and didnt leave till about 9pm next day. It meant the world to me. He was a man with an amazing heart. He liked to help when he could. Not just to me but others as well. I know he is in no more pain, and is with my mom and family up in heaven. Watching down on all of us. I miss him so dearly. I love my dad to the moon and back. Forever in my heart. I have picked out a song for him. Like i did for my mom and grandparents. Daddy's Hand by Holly Dunn...

I remember daddy's hands folded silently in prayer
And reachin' out to hold me, when I had a nightmare
You could read quite a story in the callous' and lines
Years of work and worry had left their mark behind
I remember daddy's hands how they held my mama tight
And patted my back for something done right
There are things that I'd forgotten that I loved about the man
But I'll always remember the love in daddy's hands
Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin'
Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I'd done wrong
Daddy's hands weren't always gentle but I've come to understand
There was always love in daddy's hands
I remember daddy's hands workin' 'til they bled
Sacrificed unselfishly just to keep us all fed
If I could do things over, I'd live my life again
And never take for granted the love in daddy's hands
Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin'
Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I'd done wrong
Daddy's hands weren't always gentle but I've come to understand
There was always love in daddy's hands
Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin'
Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I'd done wrong
Daddy's hands weren't always gentle but I've come to understand
There was always love in daddy's hands


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