The Candy Man was a sweet , older member of our ward that we had become pretty good friends with. One of his daughters and one of his granddaughters, are two of my good friends. He would call our house quiet regularly to ask Ryan a computer question. Ryan would go to his house and spend hours with him, partly helping with the computer, partly working on genealogy work, and mostly visiting. The Candy Man got his name because he would bring candy to church every week. The children would see him and run to greet him, knowing they would get a treat from him. He loved it! You could see it in his face. He would smile and his eyes would just light up!
At the funeral, I learned a few new things about him. I learned that he used to be a jockey! I wish I had known that before, I bet Cadi would have loved to hear him tell her about his days riding horses.
One of my first memories of The Candy Man, took place in Walmart. We had lived here about a year and I knew who he was, he had already started calling Ryan for computer help. ;) I was shopping in the local Walmart one day and I saw him talking to some people in the aisle. I knew what he was doing because by this time, I was pretty good friends with his daughter and I had heard all about his trips to the Walmart. It was his favorite thing to do - he'd go as often as he could get away with and stay as long as he could. He didn't need to buy anything, he just wanted to go talk to people. So he'd go and walk around, talking to strangers and asking them if they knew about the church. He would teach them about the Gospel and invite them to come to church. Well, I figured I was "safe" since I belonged to his ward and all, but apparently he didn't recognize me. He stopped me and asked if I went to church. I said, "Brother H., I am in your ward!" He didn't believe me at first! I finally convinced him and he quickly went looking for another person to share the gospel with.
The Candy Man would bear his testimony in church often. He often talked about how many people he would try to share the gospel with and how some even promised to come to church, but how disappointed he was that so far, he hadn't ever seen one person he had talked to come to our meetings. But he never gave up, he kept going out and talking to people and did as much as he could to share the gospel with them. I learned today that he carried several Book of Mormons with him, in different languages even, just so he would be prepared if anyone agreed to take one.
The Candy Man has had troubles with his health for years, far longer than we've known him. But he was strong - and a fighter - and everytime we thought he was near the end, he'd bounce back and pull through! However, a couple of weeks ago we learned that this really was going to be the end this time. We were so sad to hear this! But we knew that he was ready to go home. We wanted to let him know we were thinking of him and loved him, so we stopped by a few days before Christmas. The family was taking pictures of all his visitors and taping them to the wall next to his bed, so that even when he was awake, he could see all the people who loved and cared about him. Cadi also drew him a picture to hang on the wall.
He was resting most of the time, but Ryan did get to have a short little visit with him.
We are so glad we took that opportunity before it was too late!!! The Candy Man passed away the morning after Christmas, at home and with his family surrounding him. Just the way he wanted. :) We will always remember our friend, The Candy Man, and I hope we will always remember the lessons he taught us.
Tonight we are celebrating a New Year though. New possibilities, new experiences. We're going to go over to our friends' house with a few other families and we're looking forward to celebrating with them! It's time to make new goals and look ahead to all that 2008 has in store for us! I hope that you all have a very Happy and Safe New Year!
See you in 2008!!!