05/20/2026
Janalee Harris Stinger
Tribute to my dad, Lynn Harris...
My Father, at the age of 95, graduated to bigger and better things on May 14th, 2026. He was born November 28th, 1930 in American Fork Utah. He grew up during the depression on a dairy farm. He was a hard worker and very resourceful, being able to create and make anything out of what I would call junk.
My first memories of him are of him being by my side during the night as I was sick, and I remember always being a sick child. He would sing “you are my sunshine” to me and tickle my back to calm me down. To this day, when I can not sleep, my husband knows to tickle my back to quiet my mind.
Growing up I could talk to him about anything. Nothing that I did seemed to surprise him. I had, and still have, a very rebellious nature, if there was a rule, I was going to see how far I could push it or even break it. He knew how to handle me and allowed me to make mistakes and figure things out. He taught me right from wrong and allowed me to experience the consequences of my choices. He loved me, and I knew it.
When my first husband died, he was there to help with all my honey dos, when there was no honey to do them.
He was an amazing grandfather and great grandfather to my posterity.
These last few years of his life he had very limited mobility. I had the opportunity to help him on Saturdays; shower, shave, and once a month give him a haircut. He was always grateful for my assistance. I am so grateful for the one on one time I had with him and the conversations we shared. Time to nurture and love him back for all the years he did that for me.
He was such a kind and loving person. I grew up thinking that was how all men were. It was quite an eye opener when I started dating and realized my dad was one of a kind.
I am glad that he is no longer bound to a body that was keeping him stuck. The house is not the same without his presence. He is missed!
He will always be in my heart. Love you Dad!