May God comfort all of you as you navigate this time of loss and learn to live without Ed’s presence.
In 1980 on a cold, cloudy, windy winter day 11 miles east of Menard, Texas a man started banging on my door. He was an imposing man, driving a beat up pick-up. He had on dirty jeans, a plaid shirt, blue windbreaker and watch-cap pulled tight on his head. He sported a 2 day growth of beard and I had never seen him before. He kept banging, in a very insistent way. Scary looking guy! I almost didn’t open the door, but boy am I thankful I did! Ed was there to share! This day he had come to the hill country with 50 pound sacks of jalapeños, poblanos, cabbage, and boxes of grapefruit and oranges. He was deer hunting with his sons outside of Mason. (Explains his appearance)
Ed and my husband had met in the valley when Lee asked Robert if he could get some cucumbers from a field he was disking. After this meeting, Ed, Mary Ann and his daughters spent many Thanksgivings in Menard.
Sharing describes Ed’s mission in life! Ed shared his faith, family, gusto for life, and love of farming with me, my son and my husband. Mary Ann and Ed became lifelong friends and welcomed me and my son into their family. I shared many wonderful adventures with them! Hunting, fishing, vacationing, and just enjoying a drink, a meal, or a Sunday afternoon looking at crops or driving around south of the border. I thank God for his faithful servant Edward, who enriched my life with his laugh, his practical jokes, his twinkling eyes, wagging ears, and steadfast support and friendship. Thank you for sharing 40 years of your life with me. See you on the other side dear friend!
