Friday, September 21, 2012

My Dad and His Cigars


Turns out there are many photos depicting my father and a cigar. This is a snapshot I took when I joined him, my mother, and my sister Jane for a trip to Yosemite a few years ago.

It may be a toss up between beer and cigars, but I believe he gave up cigars last, only a few days before he died. However, he never gave up people - even though he couldn't really talk and had taken out his hearing aids, he seemed to enjoy the visiting, chatting, coming and going, that carried on until the very end.


Warren P. Henegar, 1926-2012


My father, Warren P. Henegar, died August 21, 2012 outside Bloomington, Indiana.  Born in 1926 in West Texas, he lived a long and full life and died as he wished - at home in the room he'd shared with his wife for nearly the 50+ years they'd lived in the house on the farm he loved, his wife, daughters, and one of his beloved sons-in-law at his bedside.  Here are some of the photos displayed at the "calling" held in the rotunda at the Monroe County Courthouse a week later, August 27.

Here's a link to the Herald Times Obituaries for August 22, 2012 - my father's obituary was a joint effort but mostly the artful and loving endeavor of my sister Jane.


Toddler Warren with his father, Wallace Walker  Henegar. The manner in which  his father holds his cigar is reminiscent of his son's decades, a lifetime, later.


Summer 2011 before my father's cancer diagnosis.



An early 1970s campaign picture.