Rest In Peace, Weldon

I just found out my father in law passed away. He'd had a hard time and went downhill fast after my sweet mother in law, Cleta passed awhile back. That's one of the last pictures of him with my daughter, Casey. Weldon Jones was such an exceptional man, there was nothing about him I didn't like. He was smart and kind and generous and had massive doses of good common sense. He was a hard worker and the best family man ever. What amazed me the most about Weldon is, he was pure of heart. You know how you can know someone for years and some people, very few people, are just good through and through? It doesn't happen very often, most people have a dark side, even good people, but, Weldon didn't. He was completely pure of heart with only good intentions even though he was a war veteran. He was a medic in the war and he knew and had seen things he didn't care to talk about, he preferred to talk about the weather and his garden and his massive antique collections. He could talk to anyone about anything and you never had an awkward silence with Weldon. He was just interesting and what people would call a true gentleman. Soft spoken with a great gentle laugh, I've never heard him raise his voice. He never needed too, people just naturally listened to him. He was really handsome too, before he got sick, and I always thought he never knew what a handsome man he was. He was kind of my hero and the reason I'm still a Jones. Jones is easier to spell and remember than my maiden name, and also, I adopted Weldon as my Daddy because he was the best one I ever knew. He was always there for me long after his son and I were divorced. He'd show up with his truck to help move me from place to place or haul something for me. I didn't even have to ask, he'd just shyly show up and do it, saying , "Aww, I was just passing by, it wasn't any trouble." Even recently. That's the just way he was. Weldon was one or those rare people who always put his money where his mouth was, if you know what I mean. He could walk the walk. I'm so sorry for my daughter, it seems she's had too many funerals lately, and this one is going to be a sad one. Rest in peace, Weldon Jones. Say hi to Cleta for me.