"Happy Father's Day, Dad"

Roger Lee Davis * aka * My Dad

{1/12/1936 - 2/14/2002}

It's hard to celebrate Father's Day when your dad is not around anymore.
But I have wonderful Memories of him. He wasn't quite sure what to do with a couple of little girls... so he just did what he enjoyed doing....
he took us for rides on his various motorcycles with him, we went fishing, anywhere and everywhere. He loved the act of fishing, didn't have to catch anything, was happy just standing with a line in a body of water and a thermos of coffee.

On my 10th birthday dad was working out of town, so he bought me a gift... two beautiful carved wooden hair clips and a fishing pole.

He was a hard worker, doing construction, which caused us to move quite a bit in our early years. I didn't adjust to these moves very well and so when I was in 5th grade we landed in Ukiah CA. We stayed there until I graduated from High School. Well lets say Mona and I were there. Dad had found Fish Lake here in Southern Oregon and managed to get him and mom jobs there. It was a {DREAM} job. So on April 12th 1976, the day after my 18th birthday and two months before I graduated from High School, off they headed to Oregon and the land of FISHING ! Mom wasn't to sure about leaving me , but with good friends watching over me, I said I would be OK.

Well as you know I followed them up to Oregon 1 1/2 years later. Mona stayed in the Northern California area , settling in Rohnert Park.

Over the next 20 some years Mona and I married and had our BOYS. Dad was thrilled. Someone else to share his love of the outdoors with. Andy being the first grandchild and also living so close to mom and dad, had a special bond with "Papa"

At 62 dad could retire and spend his days looking for that {perfect} fishing hole. So mom and dad hit the road in their 5th wheel. What they found was "Camp Hosting" for Fish and Wildlife. Dad poured over the different locations , sending the applications, so many to choose from and what turned out to be so little time.....

In October 2001, just a month after his Mother passed away, Dad was diagnosed with esophageal cancer and little they could do for him.

No daughter should have to watch her dad go thru something like that......

Dad, you would be so proud of the "BOYS", just wish Robin could have had you in his life a little longer...

MISS YOU DAD, have a good time Fishing today.......................

Love, Laura