On August 23, 2019 my dad was called home to the Grand Architect of the Universe. He was 68 years young.
There are many things I can say about my dad but I’m not sure if they will do him justice. I want to thank him for teaching me how to stand with conviction, teaching me how to be a man, teaching me how to be a friend, being my first martial arts instructor, showing me why and how music can be so powerful, for helping me appreciate and love sports.
My sisters (Linda, Amy, and Crystal) are the heroes in this story because they took care of him 24/7 during his final days. Without their attention to detail, compassion, patience, will, and above all–the desire to be present, I don’t know if he would have made it as long as he did. Thank you and I love you.
I can’t begin to thank all of the support my sisters and I received from everyone. This was the only post I referenced about his passing and didn’t plan on doing anything else. However; as time has gone by, I decided to write this quick blog.
He was born May 21, 1951, in Chillicothe, Ohio the son of Francis Gordon and Mallie Mae (Jordan) Hughes.
He is survived by his children, Ronnie Hughes of Greenfield, Linda (John) Brown of Greenfield, Jason Hughes of Delaware, Amy (Dusty) Rhoads of Greenfield, Crystal (Josh) Cloud of Hurricane, WV; eleven grandchildren, three great grandchildren; close family friends, Kristi Bockrath and Adam Reser; mother in-law and father in-law, Ed and Sharon Lewandoski.
He was preceded in death by his wife Cindy Hughes on March 23, 2018 and both parents.
Cremation will take place and a private graveside service will be at the convenience of the family.
Link: Lee Hughes’ Obituary
RIP. We love you and we appreciate everything you did for us. You will be missed.