Brad Oliphant
There is much I have forgotten about my Father Nugent, yet there are a few things I do remember well. He was a given man--he helped and provided for not only his family; and did it well, but anyway of trust that came to him, he would lend a hand, even financially. He also was so very loving and there was never a day that I did not know of his love for me. He was a workaholic for sure, because I remember only seeing him at night time going up. I'll never forget him helping me build both a chicken coop and several bee hives which we both took so much enjoyment in.
In the end, all was forgiven and only Love remains. All as it should be. As I see it, my father lives on at home in God where he belongs---where we all belong. So nothing was ever lost, just a great longing to be near. I love you dad. Your son, Brad