My father, Vladimir Bobosh, fell asleep in the Lord this morning.
I learned from him especially the value of honesty, integrity and humor. As a young teen he ran away from home, not happy there. In his last year he frequently expressed a desire to go home. Hopefully, now he has found his way home to the Father who always loved him.
Vladimir Bobosh, 1921-2012
My sermon notes from his funeral are at Reflection on Being Dust.