Kimberly and Melanie, Please let me know when you plan to have a memorial for Leighton in Minneapolis. I and other friends would like to attend. Robert Nordin (Leightons old room mate from the late 60's)
Leighton lived with me and 3 other guys in the late 60's in Minneapolis when he was selling business machines. You girls were just babies then. Leighton was always a great guy, never complaining about anything. I know that he loved both of you very much from the start. I'm sure that you have lots of memories to keep him alive in our hearts. Bob Nordin - Minneapolis
A most wonderful all around great brother. He will be greatly missed. We didn't talk frequently, but when we did it was for an hour or more. He shared with me all the great things going on with his family. So proud and happy of his grandchildren and their achievements. His great granddaughter, Maddy, just the sweetest I hear. He had shared many times about his experiences in his sailing years. I can firmly say, the Lord was with him. To Rob and Mel Kim Ashley Elliot Anna Ali an Matt baby Maddy For making his life so rich with love, fun, blessings and peace. I know he always looked forward to seeing and being with all of you. I will miss my loving brother. From his oldest sister, Sharon
My mind keeps trying to remember everything over the course of my life. Sure we have stories to tell and warm memories made. But my thing-the thing that makes this hurt so so bad bunk-you were my reassurance. When a man of such love and such simplicity could listen to my plans and my ideas and say "that's great babe, I think that's a wonderful idea." Those were the best. My heart would just jump. I keep hearing your voice over and over in my head. Thank you for all of these memories. Thank you for being that person for me. That figure of guidance and learning. You were such a perfectionist in the best way but you were so patient with it while it was happening. You did that with me, not when I would eat your ice cream, but watching me grow and become a mom. You are one of the best people I have ever known and your void is felt in my heart. I love you forever, I will always "kiss that baby tootsie for ya". Happy sailing Captain.....
Sympathy To The Family Of Lee .He helped me many times on computer He helped me to get a computer to play games mostly . He helped on phone also .He had April Birthday like I do and it would be Happy 🎂 🎂 Birthday in Heaven which was Easter this year and mine is next Sunday 11th of April and see we born same year and I was born in Illinois . oops I was carried away. 🙏 🙏 Prayers going up for you all .
Adventurous and Brave Incredible self-taught artist, must be where the girls got it from. Meticulous and Methodical Loved to tinker Calm, sweet spirit Infectious smile and laugh Helpful and kind to others A perfectionist, always striving for excellence Stubborn as a mule, must be where I get it from. You are gone too soon, I wanted more time. You will be in my heart forever Daddy - I love you!
Papa, You hated this aging thing - probably more than I do. But you always found a way to be engaged - stay relevant - to keep all the work and lessons learned from the younger years out in front. Your aplomb amidst any circumstance is simply a telltale line for your character and choices again and again to pursue your best. You never really cared who noticed. You noticed. And you lived on your own terms with yourself as the judge and jury. Good was never good enough. It was exceptional or nothing. Well, these are tough standards for anyone to live by. And you failed at getting there more than once - well, hell, you failed a bunch! But you never dropped the standard - good was never good enough. You kept a high standard despite the hurdles and setbacks. If that meant a hundred renditions of a drawing to get it right, or carving a sailboat out of scrap wood and toothpicks or piecing together old computer parts to build a basic system to help somebody else be able to conduct their lives more easily - best, exceptionalism - this was your quest. Good was never good enough for you, Pops. And in the course of you bungling and brilliantly managing your way to those high standards, how many lives did you touch, Papa? Was it a hundred, a thousand? You touched mine! I am not me without you. My children are not their own people without you. So many people I know are not themselves without your touch. Bungling and stumbling at times, you treasured Life and Beauty in all its forms and never let the standard of excellence sag to what you could get done at the moment. You held the standard high. You held the standard high, Papa. I am so grateful for allowing me to participate so intimately with your struggles and successes on this journey you’ve taken. Godspeed, Papa - I love you forever! Kimmy