If you have been following along, you know I have put much of my focus and efforts to being with my dad (I called him pops) as he was battling the end stages of Emphysema/COPD. He was sent home from a long hospital stay a couple months ago and vowed never to return to a hospital bed. It was his wish to finish out his life in his home, with his expansive yard, eight chickens, gardens and family.
This week pops, Darrel Nelson, passed away peacefully at the age of 82. His wishes were met. He was in his home, comfortable, and with family at his side. He is on his way to see mom, his high school sweetheart and bride for nearly 60 years Carol who passed away in 2015.
Pops had one heck of a great life. Born on a farm in Illinois, his family moved out to San Diego in the 1950's. His brother Spencer was a Captain for PSA and was one of the souls who perished in the 1978 crash over North Park. Uncle Spencer tried with all his might to save that airliner, but it was just too much.
Pops retired as a master machinist from SDG&E, being the hard worker he was his entire life, even dating back to the farm, he missed working almost immediately. He was hired part time at a local machine shop. He didn't need the money, he needed his hands and head to stay busy. He was your prototypical working man. Always happy and always positive, even to his last day he could talk to us, he knew the end was near, answering the question of "Pops- how are you?" with a "Fine.. fine!". Optimist til the end.
Pops is no doubt in a better place now. With mom, dancing at the Sock-Hop just as they did as a young couple. Dad is fabricating something on the lathe for someone up there and they are now together forever.
Having said this, SanDiegoRadio is set to return to full steam ahead. I can now shift my focus back to the radio scene.
Many of you have called, messaged me sending your support. I appreciate all of you. I needed that. Thank you!
I will close with a few photos that hope to tell its own story about pops.