Memories of Dad - from Dan

July 26, 2019

My father, Dale William Hair, passed away unexpectedly at his home on July 24th, 2019, while my wife and I and our children were on a vacation in Disneyland.

It somehow seems not real, and yet I know he is gone. Wow. He taught me so much, mostly by his example. 

First and foremost his conviction of the Savior and His atonement. He testified that we are children of God, and that God answers our prayers.

Second he always said the love of his life is his wife, Mary Hair and frankly admitted that without her he wouldn’t have amounted to much.
His life and example are an open book. I know of no one more committed to his wife and his family.
He emulated the words “Fathers are to preside over there families in love and righteousness”
He cared deeply for his sweetheart. No one meant more to him than her. He cared deeply for his children and really listened to them. I am going to miss him, but I know I will see him again. 

I love you Dad.

July 15, 2016

To my Father on this Fathers Day

Happy Fathers Day. I hope you have a wonderful day today.

Although sometimes it only seems like yesterday, I do have good memories working with you as a youngster. For some reason, the White House down from our old house is where I have a lot of memories. I remember before starting to shingle to the roof, I had a brilliant idea. I could use the rope to pull them up onto the roof. When I tried pulling the shingles up on the roof they got stuck on the eve of the house, as I pulled harder my feet lost their footing and began to slide down the roof, somehow the rope got tangled around my feet and pulled me off of the roof. That was scary, but somehow I survived with only a sprained ankle.I remember old "Eagle Eye". He laid brick for us, but it was difficult to get him to come to work. He would put beer in his coke cans and he smoked non stop. He was drunk when he would come to work, but somehow he could lay straight line of brick, and although it seemed funny to me at the time, I couldn't help feeling sorry for him. I came to work one day and saw tears running down his cheeks. I tried to ignore him so he wouldn't feel embarrassed. I couldn't help feeling sorry for him. I knew he had a hard life. I think it was then I realized I wanted to stay away from tobacco and alcohol.

Dad It was from you and that I learned to love to work. I think it is because I enjoyed seeing the results after helping to complete a project like finish putting all the sheetrock in a room or getting all of the junk cleaned out of the house, or helping to finish the trim and shelving or seeing the carpet layers finish a room. All of these things helped me to develop a love for building and seeing things through to completion and feeling the satisfaction of completing a project, but most importantly it was just spending time with you that made it great.

I remember President Hinckley once said about his father "No son ever had a better Father" and I remember feeling the same thing about you.

Thanks Dad for your patience and love. 

Have a great Fathers Day.