Reflecting Back On Cecil Lewis

This is something I wrote about my Dad, Cecil Lewis, not long after The Angora Chronicles was inaugurated.

While Cecil Lewis wasn’t a perfect man, he did something for Kenny and Me both. He taught us about hard work and keeping to our word.

If a man is paying you, then give him a days worth of work.

If you tell a man something, you damn well better stick to your word.

Those lessons were never forgotten.

He gave us every opportunity to learn how to operate every kind of machine there was. He taught us how to work on and fix anything that broke.

We was a great man in so many ways. While I wasn’t always thankful for him during his time lifetime, I find myself missing him more and more as time marches on.

I hope I don’t give the impression that Cecil Lewis was an outlaw or something. He was, what can I say, but he was just Cecil Lewis.

Truly a one of a kind. If he liked you he’d do anything for you, if he didn’t like you, he’d still do anything for you.

He was liked by most people, respected by many but people knew to give him a wide berth.
I owe much of my success to him. Not only in the things he taught me to do, but in the things I learned not to do.

He was the nicest yet meanest guy you ever met.

He was tough yet had a tender heart.
He was a good story teller but not always a very good listener.
He loved his sons but was always hard on us.
When he and my mother took on Joy and Jan to raise (their mother, a sister to my mother – was killed in a horrible car wreck just months before I graduated from High School). He morphed into a different person in the raising of his girls. It was sweet and amazing to watch.

The stories of Cecil Lewis are never ending. Bonnie Gay (he almost always addressed her that way) was the only person that could really cause him to stand at attention. She was a small lady, but had grit and determination.
She was the glue that held us all together regardless of what happened. It’s been almost a quarter of a century since she left us and I miss her daily.
Cec lasted about 5 years without her, but never really adapted to life without her.

I can honestly say that, while I missed him, his drinking had put a strain on our relationship in his later years. It made it easier to cope with his passing.
Now with recalling all the stories about him, it makes me finally really start to miss him.

So please understand that I don’t tell these stories to disparage him in any way. They are told because he can’t. If he were here, he would be telling them, with laughter mixed in, like only Cecil Lewis could do.

2 thoughts on “Reflecting Back On Cecil Lewis

  1. Ronnie,I’m sending you a cartoon that I am sure Winfield would think is on the funny side and he would have wanted to see.I have a list of friends that that I include.  If you do not want to be on this list, let me know.Most of my list are people that I knew at 3M. Send me a favored mailing address. I vote Republican Bob Gerstenberg   

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