After a long, hard fight, Bruce Coe, Jan's father, went home to be with the Lord. January 10th was truly a day of celebration because his broken body was no longer holding him hostage. His Lord and Savior came and set him free.
Bruce was indeed, a man on a mission. Whether it was on one of his 62 flying missions as a tail-gunner in a B-26 in WWII, designing for Sun Oil Company's off shore drilling, under the hood of one of his cars, blowing the leaves off his roof, digging a well in the backyard, building a tree house, making a rope swing, preparing to teach a Sunday School lesson or just "piddling" in his workshop. Bruce remained focused, driven and headstrong with the task always at the forefront. He had "his" way of doing things, and I discovered early in our relationship, to follow his instructions or get out of the way. He was going to get the job done with or without you.
Though sometimes a bit "gruff" on the outside, he maintained a tender, warm heart at all times on the inside. He had a passion and love for sports, hard work, his friends, his church, his family and his Lord. He truly enjoyed his independence in so many ways, but never forgot his dependence on the Father. Now, at long last and after a full and rich life on this earth, Bruce is home at last. Those of us who knew him and loved him are so very thankful he's home. No more hurts, restrictions or sufferings. Right now, we know he is in heaven probably mowing, painting or re-roofing his mansion. We also know that we will see him again when we go home, at last.