If you did not get to meet him before, this is Jim Prophater, my dad. He was such a gentleman, in every sense of the word. He was kind and thoughtful and welcoming to everyone. He always had a good story, joke, or kind word to share. A tear or sad expression brought his, one-of-a-kind way of saying, “What’s the matter?”
He lived 93 years, served in communications for the army in the Pacific during WW11. When he came home, he decided to go to Art School in Pittsburgh, PA. Before he graduated, he got a job in commercial art and continued to earn a good living at that for 50 years.
He was married to my mom for 28 years when she died of cancer. They had three daughters, I’m the eldest. During my teen years, Dad and Mom came to know Jesus as Lord and Savior. He loved and served the Lord for the rest of his life. He was the best dad a girl could want for a father! He knew how to listen and let you know he really heard and had a word of wisdom to share about it.
After my mom died, he married Judy. He got a step son through that marriage and then they had a son and daughter, too.
I didn’t know I had any of Dad’s art abilities until in my 70’s. I was always interested in art, but didn’t think I could do it. Through the generous teaching of a friend in Malaysia and lots of practice, I’ve learned more of the creative side of art, while Dad spent his life in exact, realistic, advertising art.
I wish you could have known this wonderful man!