Joel W. Norton, my father, passed away at his home on Thursday morning after a long battle with a prolonged illness.
My dad was born and raised in southern Utah. He spent time farming and loved the outdoors. He attended college at BYU for one year, then served a mission in San Diego, speaking Spanish. He later tried to teach the language to his daughters, but that didn't go over too well.
After his mission, he entered the ROTC program at Utah State, but decided that wasn't quite for him. He married my mom in 1963, and together they had six children, four of whom they raised to adulthood. They later divorced, and Dad married Barbara. They've been very happy together for the last sixteen years.
My dad was a very important part of my life. After my parents' divorce, he and I were able to establish a relationship like we hadn't before.
When I got married, my dad gave Matt and me some wonderful advice about developing true charity for our spouse and to keep that compassion and concern for each other at the forefront of our marriage.
He was a devoted grandfather, a caring father, and he will be sorely missed.
I love you, Dad.