Norma Powell
Lehmann was always a character. I grew to love him very much. He loved his family. I would say you tell tell them how he loved them but he was always a little introverted. I was glad to see towards the end he was telling them. He cared about Norma, always insisting that I not get her upset and he would worry about her. He had a mischieviousnes about him along with bringing a smile to your face. In the last few years, Glenn and I would go up about once a month helping them. We got helped in return by bonding with them even more. We would go to the South to see Mom's family and had hilarious incidents with my poor driving. They live about 180 miles from us which was not easy. I so wished they would have moved to us where we would see each other every day. When I was younger I was amazed to see Lehmann work three jobs at once, could drive in a nail with a rifle and so on. He loved waiting the weekly call from his son Kenny at I think 3 in the morning. Kathy making him that wonderful cake and getting him that beef jerky he loved, really going out of her way to find it. Karen always being concerned for him trying to make him happy. Kevin visiting and Kyle calling and the other grandchildren thinking of him. Like any person, no one is truly good or bad but an agllomeration of pictures of their life, some bad, some good. Lehmann had the same but in the last few years he put out a lot of good pictures and made my pictures more precious to me.
