Thank you all!

My nephew was here for Memorial Day. He showed me how to enter onto the Tad's blog. So here goes. Of course I confess, Tad did not pick up his writing ability from his parents.
Turi and I want to thank you all of you who wrote in the blog and told us how Tad touched your lives. These single expressions of love have undoubted helped us with our lost of Tad. From the short stories, videos, and and poems, they have all caused us to return almost daily to check to see if something new was on the blog.
Some of you know that Turi and I left a week after the funeral and traveled to Jackson Hole and visited the places where Tad traveled, slept, or ate at. Somehow we could feel Tad with us while we were there. We even climbed part way up Snow King until we ran into snow. Good excuse to quit for us old people.
Some of you may know that when we reached our motel in Jackson, we were given the room # 57 which was Tad's college football number. We knew the Lord lead us there to help with our healing.I couldn't speak when I found out and told Turi outside the motel. I will always remember how blessed we felt when that happened. Kai, thank you for showing Tad's "footprints" at Jackson.
The picture you see was something I wanted to do for him while Tad was working on the tractor in other fields. After the picture was taken, we made arrangements for Tad to view the field art from the air. Several weeks ago, we found this picture, and we agreed we saw something new in it. Look above the K-State print, and we see snowy mountains that he captured years later.
Tad did not particularly like to drive a tractor, but loved driving a combine. We spent many years combining together until he began his travels, Backgrounds and REI. Soon we will again start wheat cutting, and this will bring us many fond memories.
Several people wonder how we are coping and say they can't imagine what you are feeling. We say to them that if it were not for people like you who are reading the blog, calling us on the phone, and seeing us on the street, it would a lot more difficult. Like all of you, his parents agree with you how Tad has taught us more things in these past few weeks to live our lives more fully and and simply have fun.
We think of Tad as what was written in a card, "And we think of him as living in the hearts of those he touched... for nothing loved is ever lost... and he was loved so much."

Love and respect to all of you,

Al and Turi