05/11/1927 12/12/2005 Sidney Cohen
My Dad, So many memories. Growing up, the things he did for us. Never lazy ,always worked around he house, and keeping it like a museum for my mother. My father worked for Lockheed for 39 years, and I am proud to say I stepped into his shoes. I have worked in the Model Shop now going on 22 years doing the same things he did with love. I had the wonderful opportunity to work side by side with him in the shop and that was the best time I had until lately. He loved airplanes. Any airplane, he was a pilot and flew my mom around when the were dating. I remember as a kid, that he would hear a plane flying by and he would call it out by the noise it made before he looked up to see it. He made Pam and myself a small airplane in our backyard. It had wheels on it and it was a two person cockpit and a prop that turned, that he carved out of wood. We were on top of the world. The only kids on the block or anywhere with a plane to play with in the backyard. He loved to make and fly RC airplanes. Many of which are hanging in his garage, and sorry to say a few in the airplane graveyard from hitting the ground in flight. We went flying together a couple of times and he unfortunately crashed them. It was so far away it was just a dot in the sky and then it went down. We jumped into the truck, and drove over to pick up what was left. As a kid I remember we would go to the model field in Sepulveda Basin once a week after we cleaned the house first. He would let me steer the VW down the road, I looked forward to that so much. We would watch the planes fly and talk to some people he knew. As the years went by his eyes were not that good so he did not fly to much, Till he had surgery done, he then had 20/20 vision. But his health was not that good. Shortly after retiring my mom and dad moved . From Sun Valley ,California to Las Vegas Nevada. The had moved and bought their dream home. Dad and mom loved to go to shows in Vegas. They had a wonderful home in a Country Club golf resort in a gated community called Los Prados. It was decked out like a show home. Everything had its place, it was a beautiful home. After his wife, my mother Enid, died, he lived for a while by himself with his cat Nitro Every Sunday he would go to the cemetery to see mom. I would call at noon, rain or shine he would be there in his chair looking up at mom’s name, and talking to her. He would hold the cell phone away from his head and tell her --Ennie-- Mark says HI! We grew tighter at that point. He and his cat Nitro did very well until he got sick with Pneumonia and Bronchitis. He went into the hospital in Las Vegas. When he got better, he would not be able to go home by himself, Because he was to week. The hospital would no release him unless he went to a place that would assist him with his care. I told Dad we would take care of him, and that we did. Robin was like an Angel ,and was there to take care of him. She would take him around to all his Doctor appointments and to the stores. He loved to walk around using his walker and when that got to hard he used the power carts. Watch out if you were in the way! Robin was home with an injury to her shoulder. In a way I think that was an act of God to have her there for my Dad. We made him as comfortable as we could even when he was in the hospital. I celebrated my 48th Birthday there in his room and he made me a small wooden airplane with his hands as a gift, I love so much. And we had Thanksgiving dinner in the hospital with my sister and my family.--All of us. We celebrated Chanukah together a little early, But we said the prayer together and we had a small cry. Some how we both knew it was our last together. Maybe I knew without realizing it or maybe it was just a feeling. In any case I thought he would like to be able to watch movies while in the hospital or on Dialysis. So we got him a DVD player, He liked it. But the times we spent together were the best! I am so lucky to have the opportunity to really get to know my Dad like I never knew him before. As a child he was always at work or field service with Lockheed. The last 8 months I was able to spend good quality time with him. We did a lot of things, going out to dinner, or to a concert or just to the airport to watch planes go by and take off and land. Well all I can say is Dad, you are back with your wife once again, and with everyone you love. I am going to miss all the things we did together. Our talks about work and what I did today in the shop. You were such a tough man, if the Doctor said you need a procedure done you just said “let’s do it” Anything that they said you needed you had done. I only wish I could be half the man you were. In the end, I got the call and was there in a flash. I talked to you and held your hand an told you it was ok and to say hello to mom. And to visit me anytime at the house. I said I love you and he said I love you too and squeezed my right hand tight and then he was gone. Dad I will never forget you as long as I live. You are in my heart with every breath I take. You will be missed. Thank you for being my DAD… A candle will burn 24/7 in your honor so no one will ever forget.
Love you Dad till me see each other again.
Always Love Mark
