Dad

May Texas’ strong prevailing winds sweep you north to your favorite campground
Waiting, wrapped in peace and anticipation, for your lifelong love to join you

As sadness rips through us and consolation is momentary and fleeting
We remember you with love — your teasing, your laughter, your deep insights

We wish all could be different…
But no amount of wishing can change the hole in our hearts

That last instant glancing back at you
The sadness across time and space
All of us understanding it was a final moment together

With time the hurt will recede
Replaced with floods of fondest memories

Husband, Dad, Grandpa, Great-Grandpa…

Know that your sense of adventure and incredible ability to conquer the world
Thrives in your family and legacy


Don Ulm November 28, 1934 – July 23, 2024

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