NORMAN E. SR.
NOVEMBER 1926 - JUNE 14, 1987
Perhaps they are not stars in the sky,
but rather openings where our loved ones shine
down to let us know they are happy.
this picture is of Norman E. Kimberlin Sr holding Norman E. Kimberlin Jr with his mom Celia V Wolfe Kimberlin at his side..
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IN LOVING REMEMBRANCE OF MY DAD, TIMOTHY "JOE" SPARKS ON FATHERS DAY,
EVEN THOUGH YOU AND MOM HAVE GONE ON BEFORE US.. WE KNOW AND FEEL THAT THE TWO OF YOU ARE TOGETHER AND STILL LOOKING OVER ALL OF US! AND AT TIMES WE STILL FEEL YOUR PRESENCE IN OUR LIVES. THANK YOU FOR THE EXAMPLE OF WONDERFUL PARENTS YOU TWO SHOWED AND TAUGHT US.
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HAPPY FATHERS DAY TO MY HUSBAND, NORMAN JR..
FATHER OF OUR 3
CHRIS,
JEFF
AND NORMAN..
GRANDFATHER OF FIVE
KAYLA, KARLIE, NATHAN, ANNA, AND ABIGAIL
MUCH LOVE
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When the good Lord was creating fathers, he started with a tall frame. A female angel nearby said, "What kind of a father is that? If you're going to make children so close to the ground, why have you put the father up so high? He won't be able to shoot marbles without kneeling, tuck a child in bed without bending, or even kiss a child without stooping" God smiled and said, "Yes, but if I make him child size, who would children have to look up to?" And when God made a father's hands, they were large. The angel shook her head and said, "Large hands can't manage diaper pins, small buttons, rubber bands on pony tails, or even remove splinters caused from baseball bats." Again God smiled and said, "I know, but they're large enough to hold everything a small boy empties from his pockets, yet small enough to cup a child's face in them." Then God molded long slim legs and broad shoulders, "Do you realize you just made a father without a lap?" The angel chuckled. God said, "A mother needs a lap. A father needs strong shoulders to pull a sled, to balance a boy on a bicycle, or to hold a sleepy head on the way home from the circus." When God was in the middle of creating the biggest feet any one had ever seen, the angel could not contain herself any longer. "That's not fair. Do you honestly think those feet are going to get out of bed early in the morning when the baby cries, or walk through a birthday party without crushing one or two of the guests?" God again smiled and said, "They will work. You will see. They will support a small child who wants to ride to Branbury Cross or scare mice away from a summer cabin, or display shoes that will be a challenge to fill." God worked throughout the night, giving the father few words, but a firm authoritative voice; eyes that see everything, but remain calm and tolerant. Finally, almost as an after thought, He added tears. Then he turned to the angel and said, "Now are you satisfied he can love as much as a mother can?" The angel said nothing more. ~by Erma Bombeck~
(person): Don't interrupt me. I'm praying.
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(person): It means... it means... Good grief, I don't know what it means.How should I know? It's just a part of the prayer. By the way, what does it mean?
(God): It means honored, holy, wonderful.
(God): Sure you do. You've done it a lot of times. You get caught in a bad situation. You get into trouble and then you come running to me, "Lord, help me out of this mess and I promise you I'll never do it again." You remember some of those bargains you tried to make with me?
(person): No, but I'd like to know. I want now to please you. I can see what a mess I've made of my life. And I can see how great it would be to really be one of your followers.
HE LOVED PLAYING HIS GUITAR,
AND PLAYED OFF AND ON WITH SOME OF
HIS FRIENDS..
Clayton Moss and Joe Sparks at times he would just be picking by himself with them
sitting there watching, shaking their heads because
he had just out picked them.
And he played with THE KIMBERLIN
WORKING MAN BAND, and on the radio
some with different bands back in
the 40's and 50's. Actually he would play with
anyone that wanted to pick some guitar. He
loved playing so much that he always carried
a guitar behind the seat in his truck,
wrapped in a blanket.
He could pretty much play anything that
had strings on it! Self taught, and by ear only.
One of the songs I remember right off is:
WILDWOOD FLOWER
and a lot of blue grass and country songs.
Sometimes he would pick little songs out also,
for the little kids that wanted him to play.
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Even though you have been in heaven since January 7, 1990...
We still love, respect and miss you Daddy, "Papa"...
Best earthly Father! You were surely a
BLESSING TO EACH OF US and MANY OTHERS..
AND THANK YOU!!!
Best earthly Father! You were surely a
BLESSING TO EACH OF US and MANY OTHERS..
AND THANK YOU!!!
Dad and me on my very first birthday.. March 9, 1955
I LOVE THE OLDER PICTURES, DON'T YOU?
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WE'RE REMEMBERING YOU BOTH WITH LOVE
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Shadows fall
and life becomes
so difficult to bear..
Yet sunshine comes
through memories
and the love
of those who care.
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WE MISS YOU, AND WE LOVE YOU BOTH!
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HAPPY FATHERS DAY TO MY HUSBAND, NORMAN JR..FATHER OF OUR 3
CHRIS,
JEFF
AND NORMAN..
GRANDFATHER OF FIVE
KAYLA, KARLIE, NATHAN, ANNA, AND ABIGAIL
MUCH LOVE
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HAPPY FATHER DAY CHRIS
HUSBAND OF LILY LIPSCOMB KIMBERLIN,
FATHER OF KAYLA LEIGH AND ANNA ELIZABETH
(Anna in the spotted brown top, Kayla in the blk & white stripe)
MUCH LOVE
HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY JEFF
Shown here with SHARON MAE COOK,
Indie, Montana, Caramello, Dallas
and Eric
(perhaps some of them are spelled wrong? if so, sorry)
MUCH LOVE..
HAPPY FATHERS DAY NORMAN J.
HUSBAND OF LEISA ANN DAWSON KIMBERLIN
FATHER OF KARLIE BOWERS, NATHAN LEE AND ABIGAIL STARR
MUCH LOVE
A Blessing for Fathers
The Heart of a father is found in the heart of God.
In order for a man to be the kind of father that his children need, a man must understand what kind of father God is to his children. A good man obtains favor from the Lord. Proverbs 12:2
May the blessing of being a father remind you of how valued and honored you are in the eyes of the Lord.
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WHEN THE GOOD LORD MADE FATHERS
When the good Lord was creating fathers, he started with a tall frame. A female angel nearby said, "What kind of a father is that? If you're going to make children so close to the ground, why have you put the father up so high? He won't be able to shoot marbles without kneeling, tuck a child in bed without bending, or even kiss a child without stooping" God smiled and said, "Yes, but if I make him child size, who would children have to look up to?" And when God made a father's hands, they were large. The angel shook her head and said, "Large hands can't manage diaper pins, small buttons, rubber bands on pony tails, or even remove splinters caused from baseball bats." Again God smiled and said, "I know, but they're large enough to hold everything a small boy empties from his pockets, yet small enough to cup a child's face in them." Then God molded long slim legs and broad shoulders, "Do you realize you just made a father without a lap?" The angel chuckled. God said, "A mother needs a lap. A father needs strong shoulders to pull a sled, to balance a boy on a bicycle, or to hold a sleepy head on the way home from the circus." When God was in the middle of creating the biggest feet any one had ever seen, the angel could not contain herself any longer. "That's not fair. Do you honestly think those feet are going to get out of bed early in the morning when the baby cries, or walk through a birthday party without crushing one or two of the guests?" God again smiled and said, "They will work. You will see. They will support a small child who wants to ride to Branbury Cross or scare mice away from a summer cabin, or display shoes that will be a challenge to fill." God worked throughout the night, giving the father few words, but a firm authoritative voice; eyes that see everything, but remain calm and tolerant. Finally, almost as an after thought, He added tears. Then he turned to the angel and said, "Now are you satisfied he can love as much as a mother can?" The angel said nothing more. ~by Erma Bombeck~
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THE LORD'S PRAYER
(person): 'Our Father who art in heaven ...'
(God): Yes?
(person): Don't interrupt me. I'm praying.
(God): But you called me.
(person): Called you? I didn't call you. I'm praying. "Our Father which art in heaven..."
(God): There you did it again.
(person): Did what?
(God): Called me. You said, "Our Father which art in heaven. " Here I am...What's on your mind?
(person): But I didn't mean anything by it. I was, you know, just saying my prayers for the day. I always say the Lord's Prayer. It makes me feel good, kind of like getting a duty done.
(God): All right. Go on.
(person): "Hallowed be thy name..."
(God): Hold it. What do you mean by that?
(person): By what?
(God): By "hallowed be thy name"?
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(person): It means... it means... Good grief, I don't know what it means.How should I know? It's just a part of the prayer. By the way, what does it mean?
(person): Don't interrupt me. I'm praying.
(God): But you called me.
(person): Called you? I didn't call you. I'm praying. "Our Father which art in heaven..."
(God): There you did it again.
(person): Did what?
(God): Called me. You said, "Our Father which art in heaven. " Here I am...What's on your mind?
(person): But I didn't mean anything by it. I was, you know, just saying my prayers for the day. I always say the Lord's Prayer. It makes me feel good, kind of like getting a duty done.
(God): All right. Go on.
(person): "Hallowed be thy name..."
(God): Hold it. What do you mean by that?
(person): By what?
(God): By "hallowed be thy name"?
(person): It means... it means... Good grief, I don't know what it means.How should I know? It's just a part of the prayer. By the way, what does it mean?
(person): Hey, that makes sense. I never thought about what "hallowed" meant before. "Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven."
(God): Do you really mean that?
(person): Sure, why not?
(God): What are you doing about it?
(person): Doing? Nothing, I guess. I just think it would be kind of neat if you got control of everything down here like you have up there.
(God): Have I got control of you?
(person): Well, I go to church.
(God): That isn't what I asked you. What about your bad temper? You've really got a problem there, you know. And then there's the way you spend your money--all on yourself. And what about the kind of books you read?
(person): Stop picking on me! I'm just as good as some of the rest of those people at the church.
(God): Excuse me. I thought you were praying for my will to be done. If that is to happen, it will have to start with the ones who are praying for it. Like you, for example.
(person): Oh, all right. I guess I do have some hang-ups. Now that you mention it, I could probably name some others.
(God): So could I.
(person): I haven't thought about it very much until now, but I really would like to cut out some of those things. I would like to, you know, be really free.
(God): Good. Now we're getting somewhere. We'll work together, you and I. Some victories can truly be won. I'm proud of you.
(person): Look, Lord, I need to finish up here. This is taking a lot longer than it usually does. "Give us this day, our daily bread."
(person): Hey, wait a minute! What is this, "Criticize me day"? Here I was doing my religious duty, and all of a sudden you break in and remind me of all my hang-ups.
(God): Praying is a dangerous thing. You could wind up changed, you know. That's what I'm trying to get across to you. You called me, and here I am. It's too late to stop now. Keep praying, I'm interested in the next part of your prayer...(pause). Well, go on.
(person): I'm scared to.
(God): Scared? Of what?
(person): I know what you'll say.
(God): Try me and see.
(person): "Forgive us our sins, as we forgive those who sin against us."
(God): What about Ann?
(person): See? I knew it! I knew you would bring her up! Why, Lord, she's told lies about me, spread stories about my family. She never paid back the debt she owes me. I've sworn to get even with her!
(God): But your prayer? What about your prayer?
(person): I didn't mean it.
(God): Well, at least you're admitting it. But it's not much fun carrying that load of bitterness around inside, is it?
(person): No. But I'll feel better as soon as I get even. Boy, have I got some plans for that neighbor. She'll wish she had never moved into this neighborhood.
(God): You won't feel any better. You'll feel worse. Revenge isn't sweet. Think of how unhappy you already are. But I can change all that.
(person): You can? How?
(God): Forgive Ann. Then I'll forgive you. Then the hate and sin will be Ann's problem and not yours. You will have settled your heart.
(person): Oh, you're right. You always are. And more than I want to get revenge on Ann, I want to be right with you....(pause)...(sigh). All right. All right. I forgive her. Help her to find the right road in life, Lord. She's bound to be awfully miserable now that I think about it. Anybody who goes around doing the things she does to others has to be out of it. Some way, some how, show her the right way.
(God) There now! Wonderful! How do you feel?
(person): Hmmm. Well, not bad. Not bad at all. In fact, I feel pretty great! You know, I don't think I'll have to go to bed uptight tonight for the first time since I can remember. Maybe I won't be so tired from now on because I'm not getting enough rest.
(God): You're not through with your prayer. Go on.
(person): Oh, all right. "And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil."
(God): Good! Good! I'll do that. Just don't put yourself in a place where you can be tempted.
(person): What do you mean by that?
(God): Don't turn on the TV when you know the laundry needs to be done and the house needs to be picked up. Also, about the time you spend coffeeing with your friends, if you can't influence the conversation to positive things, perhaps you should rethink the value of those friendships. Another thing, your neighbors and friends shouldn't be your standard for "keeping up". And please don't use me for an escape hatch.
(person): I don't understand the last part.
(God): Sure you do. You've done it a lot of times. You get caught in a bad situation. You get into trouble and then you come running to me, "Lord, help me out of this mess and I promise you I'll never do it again." You remember some of those bargains you tried to make with me?
(person): Yes, and I'm ashamed, Lord. I really am.
(God): Which bargain are you remembering?
(person): Well, there was the night that Bill was gone and the children and I were home alone. The wind was blowing so hard I thought the roof would go any minute and tornado warnings were out. I remember praying, "Oh, God, if you spare us, I'll never skip my devotions again."
(God): did you?
(person): I'm sorry, Lord, I really am. Up until now I thought that if I just prayed the Lord's Prayer every day, then I could do what I liked. I didn't expect anything to happen like it did.
(God): Go ahead and finish your prayer.
(person): "For Thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory forever." Amen.
(God): Do you know what would bring me glory? What would really make me happy?
(person): No, but I'd like to know. I want now to please you. I can see what a mess I've made of my life. And I can see how great it would be to really be one of your followers.
(God): You just answered the question.
(person): I did?
(God): Yes. The thing that would bring me glory is to have people like you truly love me. And I see that happening between us. Now that some of these old sins are exposed and out of the way, well, there is no telling what we can do together.
~By Ruth Carter-Bourdon~
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MAY GOD BLESS EACH OF YOU TODAY AND ALWAYS. AND MAY HE TOUCH YOUR HEART WITH REMEMBRANCE OF A SPECIAL FATHER.
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