May I introduce my Dad.... part one.

Our Dad's name is K.C. Limarga (30 March 1942 - 21 May 2005). He is a professional photographer. He runs a photo studio and print for living. He is a creative, dedicated and respectful photographer that always shares his knowledge and skills to many people. He is an inspiration for his friends, a teacher for his photographer fellows, a loving husband for my mom, a thoughtful brother for his siblings and a wonderful dad for me and my sister.This page is dedicated for him and for all fathers around the world.

Last January 29th, 2005 our dad was detected to have a stadium 4th lung cancer. The cancer has spreaded to his liver as well. After 3 months of struggles, he came home to his Father in heaven. During the struggles to fight cancer, I wrote some notes about dad and I passed the book to his friends and family. They all wrote something about our beloved dad. I thank God that I have a chance to read all the notes to my dad, on his last hours of life. There besides him in the ICU, I sat down and read that book for him, 3-4 hours before he died.

In this site, I would love to share all of our memories about him so that you all can learn from his life. Here's my note about him:

Dad is a father who always be there. He always be ready whenever we need him. He sleeps very late at night so no matter how late I come home, he is always there to open the door for me!

He is also like a Mc. Gyver... he is a great handyman, no one can replace him for us. He always be able to find a way, a solution to make us comfort. When he was very ill and wanted a reclining bed, it was occured to me that if it was me who was ill, he must have a way to make that bed for me to make me comfortable! When I was a kid I remember that we didn't have a closet in our bathroom. Dad made a wood chair with a whole on its seat so I could 'poop' like on the closet.

For me, dad not only can mend everything but also can make my idea comes true. My dad and me participated in a birthday hat competition at Clay's kindergarten school, and we won the first prize! Actually we almost didn't win as the judges thought we bought it! That hat had blinking eyes, there was a button on it's tongue that would sing when it was pressed. There were hands from a self-handmade spring, so they could wave... that was my idea and my dad fulfilled it!

to be continued...

You are most welcome to write something about your dad and I will post it here...your participation is really important to me. Thank you.